Fiorentina
Seeing Alexander again created chaos in my mind. I wanted to believe him, but a cut was a cut. You didn’t just do something like that to anyone – mermaid or human. He promised that he would give me proof that he was sorry and that he never meant any harm. I wanted him to find whatever proof that was, present it to me. Now.
My chest felt heavy. The last time I cried was alone in a small cove after my father died. I had never been comfortable showing my emotions, even as a child. Some merfolks criticized me, thinking I wasn’t normal.
The tension of the past few days had been building inside me. I remembered the thrill of the ball, the excitement of being chosen by Radu, and the fear I felt when Alexander slashed at me. More than anything, I felt betrayed. He seemed like my kn
