25- Les do It

-They escaped.
-I feel like this is the moment I'm supposed to approach and
"Hold you," Yryhnna said from where she was sitting. But the truth is that I am not
very hugging. And that's not counting yesterday's burns.
-Alright. -Seila whimpered and forced a smile. I think just
She needed to vent.
There were a couple of users who still looked at her with suspicion, so
Seila smiled apologetically at them.
"Forgive my outburst, friends," she told them, and she stood up. It will not happen again.
You can continue browsing books.
She bent down to pick up the books that she had left on the floor, and that were still
she had to place. It was true that she wanted to do her job, but as soon as she was
She, hiding behind the shelves, couldn't take it anymore.
It was likely that Mia would never return, and if she did, Seila didn't know if she would.
Mine would still be her sister. Regardless of what happened in
Next, the sister whom Seila had known and loved had left to
always. And she Seila couldn't do anything to make her come back.
She covered her mouth with one hand to not make a sound as her tears flowed.
across her cheeks, and she put her other hand on the shelf for balance. She
She was shaking all over her body as she cried, but she managed to stay almost
silent.
-Hello? -said a voice behind her.
She looked to the side and hid her face as best she could from whoever it was.
she was behind her.
"Um, Yryhnna's at the counter," Seila said, swallowing back tears. Yeah
you need help finding a book, ask her.
"Seila, I don't need help finding any books," he said. She looked towards
back and saw Daniel.
-Daniel. -She turned, her back to him, and hurried to wipe her face with
the greatest possible dissimulation. You had to come here, right now. -I didn't want
she saw her all covered in snot and sobbing.- I swim to the surface

-Are you OK? -she asked him.
-Yes I'm fine. Everything's fine. -She whimpered and stood up when she realized
that she didn't care what she looked like, and she turned her face to see him face to face. That
can I do for you?
-You were crying? "She," she asked him with a warm voice, showing concern.
She looked down, because she didn't want to look at him, but she felt him inspecting her. He
He moved closer to her, until he was only a few inches away, but
Seila just hugged the books and looked at her feet.
-I'm working, Daniel, so if you don't need anything from me, I think I should
"Go back to my work," she said.
"I know you're working, and I wouldn't bother you if it weren't important," he said.
Daniel-. Can you take about five minutes to go somewhere and talk
with me?
On her list of priorities, being with Daniel was second only to finding someone.
Mine.


What Seila really wanted was to go with him to some dark place and
silent to surrender to the warmth of her voice and the strength of her arms. That he
hug her and kiss her until she couldn't feel anything but him, until she was
she would have forgotten the pain she had inside her, all the pain she felt for having
lost her sister and disappointed her family.
That's exactly why she rejected him with a gesture. She wanted to use Daniel as a way of
escape, and that was not fair, neither for him nor for her. She had to solve the mess
what her life had become, instead of hiding, although the latter
It will sound much more pleasant.
"I don't think that's a good idea," Seila said.
She wanted to raise her head to glance at her expression, but she preferred to raise her head.
her gaze from his battered sneakers to his pecs.

That day she was wearing
a T-shirt that highlighted the dark black lines of her tattoo, which suited her
going down from under the sleeve to her elbow.
Since he helped her on Sunday at the Syrens Island house, Seila felt the strange
desire to run my fingers over the dark lines of that tattoo. The previous night,
She had even dreamed about it.
She and Daniel lay in a bed, perhaps the largest she had ever seen.


Almost or It filled the entire room, which was pure, bare white.
She could hear the ocean outside, and she could smell it on the breeze. The doors and windows that
The rooms facing the beach were completely open, and the translucent curtains were
They swelled with the wind.



Daniel was lying next to her on her bed. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and the sheets
They reached up to her waist. He wasn't looking at her, but at the ocean. Seila had her head
She leaned on her bare shoulder and ran her fingers over her tattoo, following his movements.
dark lines running across her scars. He didn't say anything, but she told him.
sang a sweet lullaby.
Then she heard her sister's voice, coming from everywhere and nowhere.
absolutely. Mia just said, “Wake up,” and she woke up. Seila
She had opened her eyes and found herself lying in bed, alone.
Maybe that's why everything affected her that day. It was as if Mia had told him
that she was running out of lives and reincarnations of hers and that she Seila had to stop wasting him on a fool
love affair, and return to what is really important.
-Seila. -Daniel sighed, frustrated. We need to talk. It's about Mine.
At that moment he looked up and, finally, her eyes met. She had the
serious face, but there was hope in her eyes, as if she brought good news.
To tell the truth, almost any news about Mia would be good at this point.
-What's happening? -Seila asked. Have you heard anything from her?
-Not quite. -He pulled her by the arm and took out from behind her a copy of the
USA Today newspaper, which he carried in his back pocket. But you should give it a
-That? -She dropped the book she was carrying in her hand and tore the diary from him before
so that he could continue her explanation.
The cover story was about a certain politician who had been caught in a
rocky affair with someone from show business, and the less important articles
at the bottom were about politics.
-Do you know what town she was from? -Seila looked at the newspaper again and reviewed the article
to see if she would name the exact town where they had found the body.
"I looked it up on the internet with my phone before I came here," Daniel said. Is
right on the coast. We should have no problem finding it.
-Good. -Seila nodded her head and then realized what he had said.
saying-. You come?
"Of course," Daniel said, as if it were obvious. I saw what those are capable of
mermaids There's no way I'm letting you face them alone.
She resisted, but he had a good argument. And he would need all the help
possible to rescue Mia.
He smiled at her in gratitude, but she didn't have lives and reincarnations for more. They had to
hurry if they wanted to catch the mermaids before they continued on their way.
"I'm leaving, Yryhnna," Seila said as she walked toward the door.
-Wait! -Yryhnna stood up and, when Seila turned to her, she saw that she had
He held her purse in her hand and she was handing it to him. Maybe you need the keys to the
car and your things.
Seila ran back and rummaged through her bag.
-Thank you, Yryhnna. And sorry about before.

-Don't put up the act. -Yryhnna shrugged her shoulders.
importance-. You just look for it. And be careful.


- Back to the sea

Mia hated feeling so good when she woke up. The effects of having
fed the day before had not yet faded; throughout
case, they had only gained more strength. She had her body like liquid.
Every one of her movements was soft and fluid, and she felt as if she were
slide from one side to the other.
When she got out of bed, she practically started dancing around the room, without
be able to avoid it. And although she had never taken classes of any kind, she moved like
in a ballet, as if her elegance had suddenly become part of his
her DNA.
She didn't need to look in the mirror to realize that she was radiant. She could
feel it. She had truly luminous skin.
And despite her best efforts to feel guilty and mourn the loss of the
man whom she had murdered the day before, her sirenity was at its greatest
splendor of her, and her whole body radiated happiness.
Her sadness was still present, because she had done something absolutely horrible and she didn't.
she could never forgive him. But she was buried deep inside her, hidden
along with the rest of her negative emotions that her new mermaid powers don't
They wanted her to feel.
She went down the steps two at a time, just because she felt like it, and she almost collided with Leo Lycan,
that he was standing at the bottom.
"Good morning, Mia," he said, in an even more dazed tone than usual.
He seemed almost overwhelmed by his beauty, and she Mia felt a sharp pang of
hate for having that effect on him. Or any other werewolf, for that matter.
"Hello," she responded, smiling at him anyway.
She was pleased to discover that the insatiable desire she felt for him had
missing. Of course she still found Leo Lycan attractive, but she didn't feel
not even the slightest impulse to pounce on him
.
-You need something?