“Don’t you fucking give up,” he snarls, and she can see his furious face in the lightning. He shakes her, as much as he’s able to in the weight of the ocean.
I’m not doing that, she thinks. Am I?
Adult, angst, adultery. Olivia and Elliot have to swim for their lives, and somewhere in between the cold and the ocean and the fear the barriers they’ve so carefully built fall.