Then Addison suddenly tripped and fell toward it. The thing opened its jaws, ready to snap.
Brian shoved me.
I didn’t even have time to think. The crocodile lunged and clamped down on my arm, dragging me toward the water.”
The pain was unreal, like someone had stabbed me straight through the heart and kept twisting the knife.”
Once upon a time, Brian would’ve stood between me and the danger. Back then, he would’ve taken the hit without hesitation. Now? He was the one who threw me in.
When he saw what had happened, his look shifted. Panic. Regret.
He grabbed my uninjured hand, trying to pull me back.
Kaia, don’t be scared. I’ve got you. I’ll save you.”
But then Addison whimpered behind him. “Brian… my stomach hurts…”
He looked torn for half a second. Then he let go.
His eyes were sorry, but his body was already moving away from me.
“I’m sorry.” Brian whispered as he scooped Addison up and rushed off.
That was it–his promise to save me turned into a ‘sorry.”
I watched his back as he disappeared. It reminded me of that night he took a bottle to the arm, protecting me from a drunk guy. He’d passed out from blood loss after making sure I wasn’t hurt, even checked every inch of me just to be sure.
And now?
He’d changed.
He’d left me to be torn apart by a crocodile.
Luckily, the crocodile was trained. It let go after that one bite. The crew rushed in and pulled me out while blood was pouring from my arm. Someone called for a medic.
They were about to get me to a hospital when Addison stepped in front of them.”
Her eyes looked watery, but her tone was as fake–sweet as ever.
“Brian,” Addison said, like she was making a noble request, “I just want to finish filming this show. I don’t have much time left. Can you let the assistant keep filming me? Her wound just needs some basic first aid, right?”
