Frozen by the Sea

Summary

When Jackson put the only life jacket on Phoebe, he didn't even look at me.

Thomas, the boy I'd loved and cared for over five years, was clinging to Phoebe's leg, screaming that I was a bad woman.

The seawater rose past my ankles, icy and sharp.

The pregnancy test I'd been clutching was already ruined by the saltwater.

Ten minutes ago, I had thought this was just an ordinary yacht accident.

Then Jackson chose Phoebe.

Then Thomas bit my hand, forcing me to let go of the life preserver.