MIKA
My heart hammers so hard in my chest that it feels like it is going to tear through my ribs as I stand there listening to the captain call for help, before I look back at Channing, who is busy assisting the crewman, and then voices in my head tell me we are sinking.
“We’re going to drown.” The words spill from my lips before I even realize I’m speaking, my voice shaking as I look through the growing gap that keeps letting in water, eyes wide. “Please tell me we’re not going to drown!”
Channing appears at my side in an instant, dropping the tool he was holding and cupping my face with his hands. His hands are warm against my skin, and they should give me a sense of stability. However, I begin to shake so badly that I'm unable to stand, as panic consumes every fiber of my being.
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