Clara did not stop to think about her job or her own safety.
She kicked off her shoes and ran toward the edge of the pool.
Victoria stepped back into the shadows with a calm and icy expression.
Julian was trapped beneath the surface, struggling against the heavy metal frame.
The dark water churned violently as he tried to pull himself upward.
Clara dove straight into the illuminated pool without a moment of delay.
The cold water rushed over her head and soaked through her heavy uniform.
She opened her eyes beneath the surface and spotted Julian down below.
He was reaching toward the light, unable to kick his legs to rise.
Clara swam down with quick strokes until her hands reached his arms.
She tugged forcefully at his shoulders to free him from the sunken chair.
The heavy metal frame slipped away into the deepest end of the pool.
Clara wrapped her arm around Julian's chest and kicked toward the bright surface.
They broke through the water together in the shallow end of the pool.
Julian coughed up water and gasped for air against her shoulder.
Clara held him tightly against the side of the pool ledge.
Her heart beat wild inside her chest as she wiped water from her face.
She looked up at the terrace where Victoria stood watching with folded arms.
Victoria did not move a single finger to lend a helping hand.
She merely glared down at Clara with pure anger in her dark eyes.
The sound of heavy double doors bursting open echoed across the stone patio.
Arthur rushed out into the crisp night air in a complete state of panic.
He had heard the massive splash from his study upstairs.
Victoria immediately changed her posture and let out a dramatic loud gasp.
She rushed forward as if she had just noticed the awful accident.
Arthur reached the edge of the pool with his face pale and terrified.
He dropped to his knees and reached his arms down into the water.