Two years ago, Kate Sinclair walked away from the pool. After a lifetime of 30-hour training weeks and gold medals, she traded her swimsuit for a camera to satisfy her father's demands for academic perfection. Now an eighteen-year-old focused on architectural photography, Kate believes that the "naive" girl who dreamed of a professional swimming career is long gone. But the past has a way of resurfacing. When a photography project forces her back to the water's edge, the familiar scent of chlorine and the sight of her old rival reignite a hunger she thought she'd suppressed. Suddenly, Kate is faced with a life-changing opportunity: a chance to pursue the elite Redwood Sports School (RSS)-the very dream she once tore off her bedroom walls. But achieving that dream? Kate's got her work cut out for her.

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Sixteen-year-old Catalina Halloway thought her story ended the night she jumped from that bridge. Instead, she wakes three months earlier-alive, unbroken, and trapped in a world she'd left behind long ago. Her suicide note has vanished. Her family remembers nothing. And yet Catalina knows one thing for certain: if she does nothing, her path will lead back to the same inevitable end. Determined to rewrite the ending, Catalina digs into the lies surrounding her quaint little town and all its people. Logan, the boy who ruined her. Grayson, the one who let it all happen. And the ghosts from her past- those who never really left. But the more Catalina tries to alter the story, the more the story seems to alter her. Each choice she makes leads her down another path, unraveling not just the town's secrets but the thing she fears most. The monster in her mind. Because Catalina is learning the hardest truth of all-sometimes you're not the hero of the story. Sometimes you're the villain. i didn't have it in myself to go with grace, and so the battleships will sink beneath the waves