"Everyone is already searching. Besides, Tristan is a great swimmer. He'll definitely be okay." Ian Shaw's words seemed meant to convince himself as much as her.
Perhaps even he didn't believe it, yet he used those words to comfort Mika Summers...
"What will I do if something happens to Tristan...?"
As she spoke, Mika Summers watched the search party below. No one had found anything. A sharp pain lanced through her heart. 'We just made up... Why did something like this have to happen?'
She raised a hand to roughly wipe away her tears, pushed Ian Shaw aside, and stood up, ready to jump in.
With lightning-fast reflexes, Ian Shaw grabbed her tightly and yelled, "What do you think you're doing?!"
"I'm going to find Tristan!"
Ian Shaw pushed her far away from the bank, his tone icy. "You'll only get in the way! Just stay put right here."
Yelled at like that by Ian Shaw, Mika Summers crumpled to the ground in anguish and broke down crying.
