I Paid for Her Life Until Mine Ran Out

Summary

For the 5,475th time, my childhood sweetheart threw me into the river to choke on the water, and I stopped fighting it.

He sent his men to fish me out, then slapped me across the face.

"You think playing dead will help?"

"You love faking depression and jumping in the river so much. So jump. Jump until you've had your fill."

My parents stood off to the side without a word, as cold as strangers.

A tearing pain ripped through my lungs. I knelt at the bank, shaking all over, and my mother's voice came colder than the river itself.

"Angela Fox died saving you. This is what you owe her."