Ortensia couldn't believe what she was seeing. Vito had run straight into the pool without even a glance at her, his arms pulling through the water as he reached Saskia. She watched stunned, as he pulled her up, her body dripping and gasping.
Then he knelt beside her, pressing his mouth to hers in urgent mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. Ortensia's chest broke, she was here, injured, standing right there, and yet all his focus, all his care, was on Saskia. She felt a sharp pang of jealousy and disbelief. How could he ignore her like this?
She felt a pain in her chest. Her hand flew to the spot, and she froze. Blood coated her fingers, the scratches Saskia had left during their fight. Ortensia stared at the crimson streaks, her heart thudding with pain and frustration.
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