It was the sea breeze that was whimpering, like the salty tears on her cheeks.
The eleventh day came quietly, and the dawn sunshine enveloped her.
She thought,
He will turn into foam on the sea, and his heart will die and cannot beat.
However, a pair of hands grabbed her.
Tight.
—Avery, that prankster, the one who called her the Siren, held her tight.
She heard him say...
I love you, Audlett.
It turns out that this is her real fairy tale.
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Consummation means losing the charm of tragedy, but I just want to give my Little Mermaid a perfect ending.
Okay, this is based on the original manuscript I made when I was a child. It seems a little childish ("slightly"... Or not), so if you don't like it, please give it a thumbs up. . Girls, stop squirting (actually no one is watching...) After all, this is the childhood in the mind of the scumbag author~
Finally, I dedicate it to the girl who made me cry and feel distressed, and to the little mermaid who will always be in my heart.
Above.
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