Serena POV
Running barefoot in the sand brought back memories. When me and Catherine were kids and mother would take us to the river banks. Those were the times when I had felt the most happy, most fulfilled.
Those were timed that nothing mattered. There was no love drama, no bills, no job stress, and surely not a sister who cares about wealth more than anything else in the world.
“I can't swim!” I yelled as he strung me along. That was a lie but it was the only one I could think of in that moment. What I really wanted to say was that the water was way too cold and I felt nether staring at it's beauty than diving in it.
Was my brain in the mood to process such a lengthy message? No.
“Don't worry. Just hold on to me and you'll be fine.”
I obeyed. He was way stronger than me and I was
