Jason finned frantically toward the surface, his teeth clenching his mouthpiece, as terror wrestled with guilt.
How could he do that? To the love of his life. Desert her…
…as she struggled in the maw of that great beast.
Jason’s gaze was fixed on the surface. But in his mind, he could see only Caroline’s face. Contorted with horror—and worse, betrayal—as the man she loved abandoned her.
Jason knew that image would haunt him for the rest of his life—which the air embolism traveling to his brain would make mercifully brief.
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Linda Gorman is an editor, writer, and blogger who lived in the City of Angels for 21 years before escaping to Vancouver Island in 2016.