Another minute and we might lose him.
Don’t let this happen.
I place one hand on his forehead and the other under his chin to tilt the head back so his airways open. Pinching the soft part of his nose so it closes, I open his mouth with my thumb and fingers.
As I take a breath, Cole continues to yell at me, but I ignore him, placing my lips over the guy’s mouth and then begin blowing steadily. When I pull back, a rough cough escapes his lips before he shuffles to his side and starts expelling water.
“Alexa,” Mikayla screams, pressing on my shoulders. “You saved him!”
Still on my knees, I sit back and watch as the guy opens his eyes, disoriented. The paramedics arrive, running through the crowd with their equipment. The noise fades out, all the scene becoming a sudden blur.
“You saved his life,” the paramedic praises as they continue to examine him. “Ever considered a career in medicine?”
Cole deliberately raises his brows while cocking his head. “Dr. Edwards, just like Daddy.”
The memories come flashing back, the times I’d begged my older sisters to play hospital with me after I’d stolen Dad’s stethoscope from his office drawer.
But I’d rather die than fall hostage to my father's hopes and dreams for me.
“I’m glad he’s alive,” I mutter beneath my breath. “I want to go home.”
Cole crosses his arms in defiance. “Well, I want to stay.”
I turn my back on him and ignore everyone as I make my way outside. Reaching for my purse, I open the Uber app, but it shows no one available. Just fucking great.
Scrolling through my phone, I realize all my sisters flew out tonight. There’s no chance in hell I’m calling my parents since I’m already in trouble given all Mom’s messages. I dial my cousin Luna’s number, and thankfully she picks up.
Twenty minutes later, we’re on the way home.
“Does Uncle Lex know you’re out this late on a school night?” Luna asks, pulling into my street.
“I’ll deal with it tomorrow.”
“Aren’t you afraid of being grounded?”
I shrug. “Not really.”
As we pull into the driveway, Luna leaves the car running. “You sure you don’t want to talk about it?”
“I’m fine, thanks again.”
With my purse in hand, I exit the car and take a deep breath. If all goes well, I can run up to my room so I’m not caught in this short yellow dress I borrowed from Ava.
The second I step inside, I turn the light on to see my father. His presence in the darkness catches me by surprise, and his eyes turn angry upon noticing my dress.
“Oh,” I mouth, avoiding eye contact.
“Oh?” he repeats in a cold tone. “Is that the only response I'll get from you, considering it’s two hours past your curfew, and it's a school night?”
Growing up as the youngest daughter of a well-known billionaire is not glamorous like everything thinks it is.
My father, Lex Edwards, controls everything our family does. My sisters may have moved out, but I’m the last one under his wrath.
God forbid I do anything to disobey him. He demands respect, but I’m so over his controlling ways. I continue to ignore him, flicking my long hair over my shoulder in complete disregard for his authority.
“Anything you’d like to say, Alexandra?”
A puff of air leaves my lips as I roll my eyes in annoyance.