Sofia's POV
"I've got you! Don't let go!" Noah's voice exploded over the deafening roar of the storm.
My fingers locked around his heavy leather belt with every ounce of strength left in my body. His boots slammed against the base of the broken iron railing, his entire upper body leaning out over the eighty-foot drop into the churning, black sea. Rain slashed across my face like tiny needles, blinding me as I pulled against Noah’s weight, anchoring him to the slick metal deck of the lighthouse catwalk.
"Noah!" I screamed, my voice raw and torn. "Did you catch them?!"
Below us, suspended in the empty air above the sharp granite rocks and white foam, Noah’s long right arm was stretched out to its absolute limit. His large hand was clamped tightly around the thick fabric of Clara’s c
