Evelyn's POV
“You—mmph—!”
For a split second, my brain completely failed to process what had just happened, and I flailed instinctively in the water, limbs splashing in chaotic resistance.
“…you asshole—mmph!”
He had actually thrown me into the pool.
I struggled a few more times, the initial shock of the fall still clinging to me, but as the panic slowly ebbed, my body fell back on instinct; muscle memory took over, guiding me into familiar strokes, and with the pool not particularly deep, it took me less than half a minute to steady myself and push upright.
Water streamed down my face and clung heavily to my lashes as I dragged my soaked hair back from my eyes and cheeks, wiping my face with both hands, blinking hard to clear my vision, and then—almost violently—gulped in air, as if
