The Summer I Drowned (Wattpad Books Edition)

The crimson walls of Dr. Levy's office are a familiar sight, softened by the cool, blue ambient light she knows calms me. My eyes are closed, but the sounds of the aquarium bubbling, the air conditioner humming, and the steady tick of the clock are clear.
"Breathe, Olivia," Dr. Levy's voice is gentle. "Good, you're doing great."
I count down from four, a small ritual we have, before opening my eyes. Her kind, gray eyes, framed by thin crimson glasses, meet mine. Behind her, Manhattan stretches endlessly under the afternoon sun, a concrete jungle I've never truly called home. Tomorrow, I'll be back by the ocean, and my stomach churns with a mix of dread and anticipation.
"The counting isn't helping," I admit, my voice ragged, my knees knocking together beneath the cold leather couch. "I'm still nervous."
