Chapter Two

The current was in my favor, unlike everything else about the situation. By the time I'd caught my breath, both my arms had gone completely numb.

Though my legs still worked, having the dead weight of my upper half was slowing me down.

If this feeling kept spreading I wouldn't be able to move any part of myself in a few minutes.

So I pushed harder and harder until my feet hit the gravelly ocean floor.

As soon as I moved more than a quarter of my body out of the water, it became apparent just how paralyzed I was.

From my waist up I had no control. Fuck.

My spine was limp and simply staying upright to walk proved impossible.

In a combination of leg-powered rolls and small flips aided by the gently lapping water, I managed to get high enough out of the water to allow myself to collapse and just breathe.

Even that was a challenge and a half.

There was no way to deny it.

Edward had won this round.