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“Did I ever tell you how much I despise mermaids?”
At that cold, mocking voice, Ayla bit her lip.
“Let me warn you—don’t expect anything from me as your husband.”
Theodore Devonshout despises Ayla Panopea. It is a truth that will never change. Ayla is a mermaid, the very creature Theodore loathes most, for it was a mermaid who stole his brother from him.
What he doesn’t know is—
“Theo, please… remember me.”
The one he had been searching for all this time. The person he thought he lost forever. It was her.
“Ayla. What have you been doing all this time?”
Theodore’s hands trembled as his breath caught. Blood trickled down Ayla’s pale skin from fresh wounds, staining her white dress red.
“So… this is what it means to see the future?”
“What? Am I worthless to you now?”
Her weary voice sounded like someone assessing a worn object, ready to discard it if it no longer held value. And that day, when Theodore met Ayla’s dry, lifeless gaze—
His world shattered.
And in that moment, he realized:
The wounds he had carved into her could never be undone.
