Stop Using My Fear as Your Game

Summary

I'm learning to swim when my childhood friend, Vivian Thorne, fakes a cramp. My boyfriend, Oliver Wilde, suddenly lets go of my hand and swims toward her.

I'm left alone in the two-yard-deep pool, completely stunned.

After Oliver carries Vivian ashore, he smiles as he watches me thrash around.

"Vivian says you rely on me too much and need a push to learn, so just swim over here yourself."

I choke on water and sink.

At the sight of my struggle, Vivian laughs so hard she slaps her thigh.

Oliver says something to her, then drapes a towel over her shoulders in resignation.