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Sitting on my bed wasn't exactly the way I'd expected this night to end. If things had gone to plan, I'd maybe even have been swimming home, triumphant in having saved the souls and earning back the affection of the other mer. Though I wasn't entirely convinced I'd lost it anyway. It could just be Demetra's memories making me think I had.
I shuddered. Would I get more of her memories once I closed my eyes? I hoped not. Mostly because I didn't want there to be more secrets I needed to know, and partly because I didn't want to see certain situations including dad.
Shelbie pushed her head under my hand, no doubt urging me to scratch behind her ears. I did, staring at the wall absentmindedly and trying to work out what I was going to do about the situation. Technically, I knew where the
