Left Behind in the Abyss

Two hundred feet beneath the surface, I shoved my last backup regulator into Veronica’s mouth.

To save my mother’s favorite protege, I skipped two vital decompression stops.

When they hauled me onto the research vessel, the ship’s doctor warned that I needed to get into the only decompression chamber immediately, or I’d be permanently paralyzed.

Instead, right in front of millions watching the expedition livestream, my mother pushed Veronica into the chamber.

"Chloe is my daughter," she announced to the cameras, soaking in the praise.