Scarlett's heart leaped into her throat as she flailed in the water. Panic overtook her senses. Suddenly, she felt a firm support beneath her stomach—Jason had come to her side, gently holding her up. His voice was calm, steady. "Don't be afraid. Let the water hold you. Feel its resistance."
He guided her slowly through the water, his hand resting on her abdomen, strong and reassuring. Even in the water, the warmth of his touch radiated through her, grounding her.
Scarlett was tense, her breath coming in shallow bursts as she tried to keep her composure. Jason, sensing her unease, placed both hands on her abdomen, trying to steady her further.
The contact made her even more nervous, and her breaths quickened until she couldn't keep it up any longer. "I'll try on my own, Mr. Bilbo," she
