NatashaWe are sailing the ocean to find Scarlett. I'm trying to get pregnant, and things with Hayden are lovely. Everything in my life is going great, except for a tiny detail that irks me."Throw me more of your money! Don't be shy! If you want to see more of my body, then give me a fifty!"Humiliation burns my cheeks. My sister, who likes to be called Kat, is dancing on top of a table. She is wearing a bra and a pair of black low waist shorts—stolen from me.Hayden raises his glass. "You go, Kat!"I glare at him. "Are you serious?"Hayden flashes me a sheepish grin. We are inside the local bar on Playa island, and the men are crazy, throwing her money as if their lives depended on it."Dance for us, Katja!" A man shouts. "You're beautiful—don't be shy to flaunt it, darling!"Katja spins around the pole and the men whistles in excitement. She might not have any curves, but her moves are great."That's it, b

KatjaThe only person who has ever been a loyal friend to me is dying, and I don't know how to save them!Fuck this shit!I want to help John. I'm ready to battle the stupid, gigantic bird to death. Tears are falling down my face, and I'm in chaos. Every part of my soul wants to fight for the man I love.But someone grabs my arm and pulls me deeper into the forest. I shriek and try to fight the person, but I'm hushed."Shh! It's me!""Natasha? W-We have to save John!" I turn around, crying. "Please."Her eyes travel to the harpy digging its beak into John's back, and her expression turns dark. A hundred thoughts seem to flash in her eyes before sadness washes up to the surface."No, there is nothing we can do to save him..."My lips quiver. "B-But—"The bird screeches, and Natasha tugs on me again. John isn't moving, and the harpy focuses its intelligent eyes on us."SKRIIII!!""We have to go!

Katja The next day, I'm filling five different buckets with leftovers. The entire kitchen smells like potatoes, chicken, and gravy, but I don't care. Only the best is good enough since I want to make friends with whoever saved me yesterday. I'm on the top of the world, one hundred percent determined to get personal with my savior. Not even Natasha can bring me back down to earth again. There is a heavy sigh from Natasha. "Are you sure you didn't imagine that hand swooping down from nowhere yesterday? You've been acting weird since John died, and I'm worried about you. Kat, you barely talk to anyone and—" I turn around to face her, unwilling to make the concern on her face kick me down from my height. "You don't have to believe me." She sighs at me, rubbing her eyelids with her digits. "Hayden left this morning to find new hunting grounds, and he won't return for a while. But even he came up to the surface and said he saw nothing in the ocean.

Katja The ship is swaying back and forth. Natasha is sleeping in her bed, snoring with her hand on her belly. She doesn't have that big pregnant body yet, although the fortuneteller on the ship said she is having twins. I glance at my sister while wrapping my hand around the door handle. The light is dim inside the room, and the darkness has fallen outside, but the storm is calming down. "I will be back in the morning... Sleep tight, sis..." My eyes land on the corridor after I've closed the door behind me. I know it's safer to stay inside, but my heart wants to head outside and see my dolphin friends. The lifeboat has become my hideout, and I feel more at home where I can smell the saltwater. Sometimes I miss being a mermaid. I think about it often, how great it was to jump through the waves and feel total freedom. Nothing could stop me as I swam through the currents. Adrenaline pumped through my veins, the fish surrounded me, and I loved tha

Katja"So you don't mind my scars?" John asks while we both stare up at the starry sky. His eyes flicker to mine, and I feel them like a physical weight on my shoulder. "You can be honest with me, Kitty Kat. I won't get offended."What is he talking about?I don't mind his scars at all!I have to tell him, but I'm too shy!A flustered smile spreads over my lips, and I nervously brush my hair behind my ear. I'm experiencing heart palpitations around John. I've never been on a date before, and this must count as one.And knowing this is a date, how am I supposed to stay calm? Being with him is the rush of a lifetime—every time I take him in, I feel my heart skip a beat again. I'm drowning in these warm bubbles of joy.I'm seriously hyperaware of John, and I'm afraid. I don't want to screw things up between us by acting weird, but I'm this smiling, giggling mess around him because nothing can stop the butterflies from swarming my c