*Saphira's POV*
I was wrong. It wasn't Benjamin. It was Zachary. Mom had opened up the front door and Zack came in. He had a red rose in his hand and looked like a dog with his tail between his legs.
"I'm so sorry Saphira,." Zach said when he came to sit beside me on the couch. "I honestly didn't know you couldn't swim," he said with guilty eyes. "Is there anything I can do for you?" I shook my head. "Don't worry Zach, I survived, so you won't be charged with murder,"I laughed darkly.
"Maybe attempt to murder," I said making a face. He finally smiled now. "I'm really so-" I interrupted him. "Seriously Zach, don't worry. I'm okay!" I said trying to convince him.
Mom walked back into the living room and eyed Zachary and me sitting there, with a rose in his hands. She probably thought he was the one I was in love with….
