Marissa’s heart broke all over again hearing the anguish in his voice, as she clutched him to herself as best she could.
Already the change was upon her. It was coming as surely as the gathering dark clouds heralded her father’s anger.
He would drown the insolent human who dared lay a hand on his daughter. It didn’t matter that this was her fault.
Please, my love, you have to. This is where I belong.
If only he could hear her, but to walk on land had cost her voice.
Let me go.
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