The Truman Show: A Drowning Love
Language: en
It was day thirty of the global tsunami that swallowed the city. When the only life raft finally approached, my husband prioritized saving his frail, chronically ill childhood sweetheart, pulling her onto the raft first. I was left to soak in the freezing, bone-chilling water for three days and three nights. Just as my lungs burned and I was on the verge of drowning, blinding stadium lights suddenly illuminated the space above me. As the massive waves receded, I realized I wasn't in a flooded city at all. I was in a colossal, indoor wave pool. The next second, a booming voice echoed…