The Water Took Me First but It Likes Him Better
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Beau and I have been together for three years. I paid for the entire yacht charter out of my own pocket, and he shows up with his childhood best friend Sadie in tow, then goes around telling everyone it was his idea, his grand gesture.
Out on the water, Sadie spots a small octopus drifting near the surface and decides she has to have it. The thing pulses with glowing blue rings.
I'm a certified expert diver. I know exactly what it is the second I see it. I try to stop her.
She bursts into tears and tells Beau I'm going after her.
So Beau, ever the hero where Sadie's concerned, jumps in himself and fishes the thing out.
Sadie plays with it. It bites her. She's on the deck before she even knows what hit her.
Beau grabs me, screaming at me to suck out the venom. I refuse. He calls me a cold, heartless bitch, and in the chaos, shoves me overboard into shark-infested water.
I die out there. Nothing left of me.
They use my phone to fake a suicide note. Depression, they say. Jumped on her own. Then they take my company, my assets, everything.
They post online hinting I tried to push Sadie in and slipped.
My parents, worn down by the online harassment and the grief of losing me, both die of heart attacks.
Then I open my eyes. And I'm back. The morning of the trip.
Out on the water, Sadie spots a small octopus drifting near the surface and decides she has to have it. The thing pulses with glowing blue rings.
I'm a certified expert diver. I know exactly what it is the second I see it. I try to stop her.
She bursts into tears and tells Beau I'm going after her.
So Beau, ever the hero where Sadie's concerned, jumps in himself and fishes the thing out.
Sadie plays with it. It bites her. She's on the deck before she even knows what hit her.
Beau grabs me, screaming at me to suck out the venom. I refuse. He calls me a cold, heartless bitch, and in the chaos, shoves me overboard into shark-infested water.
I die out there. Nothing left of me.
They use my phone to fake a suicide note. Depression, they say. Jumped on her own. Then they take my company, my assets, everything.
They post online hinting I tried to push Sadie in and slipped.
My parents, worn down by the online harassment and the grief of losing me, both die of heart attacks.
Then I open my eyes. And I'm back. The morning of the trip.













































