Chapter 14: Weary
Orchid’s POV
The cold air hitting me as I fell was somehow exhilarating. I closed my eyes. I waited to hit the ground. I hit a surface and the surface gave way, breaking, allowing me to pass through. I was so surprised. I opened my eyes to see blue everywhere. I recognised this shade of blue as I sank slowly. I was in a pool. I could not swim. I had never learnt. I almost drowned once at one of my first swimming lessons at aged eleven. The memory flashed through my mine. I was spluttering, swallowing water, sinking into the blue just like now and my friend Cathyanna had saved me. Now, I was throwing my life away. Regret and remorse filled me. I struggled, kicking my legs frantically but I could not propel myself upwards. I was so weak. The blue was replaced by black and
