The water was dark and grey.
There was no other boat in sight, no island or shore that they were near to.
If Donovan pushed her in now, she would never make it.
They were out in the middle of the ocean and Emmaline definitely wasn't going to be able to get out of this one with a funny pose or by standing on the bottom.
She didn't even dare to struggle in case Donovan dropped her into the water that way.
Her entire body tensed up, and she held her breath.
The sea surface was like coloured glass and she could see her own frightened face in the reflection of it.
Like this, Emmaline could only admit to herself that no script or acting job could have prepared her for this.
Dying like this, Emmaline had never imagined it would ever happen to her.
"Stop, stop, you idiot, don't kill her yet," Someone screeched.
Donovan pulled Emmaline backwards so sharply that her neck protested.
