What was supposed to be a romantic dive for two turned into a lonely plunge.
As I swam through the sea, savoring my solitude, I suddenly found myself ensnared in a fisherman’s net, my tail hopelessly tangled.
Panic surged through me as I struggled desperately to break free, but my efforts were in vain. My strength was slowly ebbing away.
By the time I managed to free myself from the net and return to shore, my legs were covered in blood.
The crew quickly called for an ambulance.
Just before being wheeled into the emergency room, my phone buzzed with a text from his youthful first love.
“He only sees you as my stand-in.”
“How can a fake like you compete with me?”
Conrad had an ideal muse he could never forget.
Three years ago, Maya Jones, Conrad's youthful first love, was diagnosed with a terminal illness. The doctors giving her only a short time to live.
Leaving her boyfriend behind, she traveled to a foreign country, intending to await her end in solitude.
Conrad was shattered by the sudden breakup. That prompted him to plunge into a deep depression.