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He had saved my life. He insisted he would also be the one to take me home and he said he wanted to make sure I was OK since I had almost drowned earlier. With Dean still holding me tightly by my waist, we make our way to his car. I tried to apologize to Hazel for being so stupid and for putting both myself and her brother in danger, but she just told me to forget about that and just go home and get some rest. To say that I am scared she will sack me, would be an understatement. I mean, any person in their right mind would tell me not to bother coming back. She doesn't say it now, but it doesn't mean I won't receive an email advising me I am not a good fit for this position after all. I feel like crying at the thought of losing this job. Dean's touch makes my skin hurt in the best way po