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The pool is packed by the time we arrive. The sun hangs high in the sky, casting a golden glow over everything. Laughter and splashes echo through the air, mingling with the scent of chlorine and coconut sunscreen.

Briony spots us first, waving wildly from a lounge chair. “There you are! I was about to send a search party.”

She’s lying, of course. Briony wouldn’t have moved from that chair if her