By the time I regained consciousness, my daughter had been swallowed by the ocean’s depths and was gone forever.
There had been a captain and two crew members aboard, who were all skilled swimmers. Yet even they had failed to save her in time.
They told me that the waves had been too strong that day, making the rescue nearly impossible. They had managed to pull me out in time, but Cecilia had been swept away before they could reach her.
I collapsed, crying until I lost consciousness multiple times.
Now, as I revisited this place, memories of my daughter flooded my mind. Tears streamed down my face, unstoppable, until the yacht finally docked at the island's pier.
Holding the suitcase filled with my daughter’s belongings, I murmured sorrowfully, "Cecilia, this island was meant to be your birthday gift from Mom."
"From now on, this will be your home. Mom and Dad will visit you often. You must..."
Before I could finish, my words caught in my throat.
A deafening roar came from the center of the island.
Through the rising dust and smoke, I could vaguely make out the massive Capybara statue that I had commissioned specifically for Cecilia crumbled to the ground.