Chapter 17

Morton began, "Ten years ago, at that yacht party in Northwick… You really don't remember who you saved?" Jasmine froze as her mind was yanked back ten years. She'd been standing at the edge of the deck, enjoying the breeze, when she suddenly heard a splash. A little boy had fallen overboard. Before anyone else could react, she'd already jumped in. The ocean had been freezing cold. She swam toward the flailing figure as hard as she could, swallowing mouthfuls of saltwater before finally dragging him back to shore. "You okay?" She was soaking wet but didn't care, dropping to her knees to give the boy first aid. He coughed up water, blinking as droplets clung to his lashes. She took off her jacket and wrapped it around his shivering body. "Hey, kid, be more careful. Don't go running around on the deck." The boy had clutched her coat tightly, his eyes shining like stars. … Jasmine snapped back to the present, staring at Morton in disbelief. "That kid who fell in… was you?" Mor