Chapter 12 Worried

• One, two, three minutes passed, and then I felt Max's strong arms pulling me back up to the surface. When we emerged from the water, both of us panting heavily and with him holding me in a bridal-style embrace, Max frantically called my name over and over.
• "Isabella! Isabella, wake up... Damn it, please wake up, Isabella Isabella?" His voice trembles with concern.
• Only when I sense him hastily carrying me back to shore do I open my eyes, startling him once again. Out of surprise, his hands slip, and he drops me in the shallow water near the shore. I burst into laughter at Max's expense, clearly not sharing his amusement.