Alexander
Seeing and talking to Fiorentina took some weight off my chest. However, some of the guilt still simmered. I didn’t know how to read her yet, but I fooled myself into thinking that she believed me. But maybe, just maybe…Maybe she believed me.
I didn’t see her on the beach during the first weekend after we had talked. It added to the anxiety, which I fully deserved. I spent more time walking on the shore after then, waiting until sunset. I was hoping to see Fiorentina. Maybe even Brianna.
In the excitement and rush of my last meeting with Fiorentina, I forgot to warn her about the murdered mermaid. The merfolks were in danger. I should have insisted on talking to Rul and Fig, but I could also understand Fiorentina’s anxiety. I probably had already gotten her in trouble when I
