I'm very sorry for swapping, but I had to reveal this thing, this is the only way
Felicity's POV:
My throat was like sand paper when I swallowed, I hadn't drank for days, I didn't want to. I wasn't trying to die, but every time I see water I feel like I need to escape. I remembered what this guy had done, we were swimming at the beach and this stranger swam closer, I couldn't touch the bottom, and he pulled me under. I can still remember the burning sensation in my chest, the look on his face as the world faded around me, the cold that had filled me and the way my heart felt like it was about to bust my rib cage. I shuddered, knowing my fear shouldn't be of water at all, but of strangers, but I took on a fear of both. I very rarely drank water, only juices and milks. I've been drinking enough for me to survive, but not enough to avoid the pounding headaches of dehydration. I knew Reena had noticed but thought u was drinking now, none of the others know my secret, and I'd like to keep it that way.
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I hope that was enough to understand, the next chapter will be Reena again but I might do some other point of views when there is some more from Reena. Okay?
-Kate
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