Emilia shivered, the cold seeping into her bones despite the warmth of the pool water. The pulsating bass of the music vibrated through the tiles beneath her, a cruel counterpoint to the silent scream building in her throat. Her dress was gone. Vanished. And with it, any hope of a dignified escape.
Inanna and her friends had lured her to the pool side to swim with them only to leave one after the other, taking her clothes and turning off the lights.
The pool, an iridescent sapphire under the strategically placed spotlights, had beckoned. Laughter, shrill and confident, echoed as figures dove and splashed. Bria, her eyes glinting with a mischievous glint, had approached Emilia, a barely-there bikini already on beneath her silk cover-up. "Come on, Emilia! Don't be a prude. It's glorious!"
