13 years later, one Sunday morning,
a grown and handsome Christo,
was returning home after many years abroad,
to visit his uncle Marcel.
He took a little break by the Mermaid Lake.
He was now a well accomplished author.
With dozens of titles on the New York Bestseller list.
As he took his rest,
he found himself unable to push back his memories.
Scenic thoughts were flooding his mind.
He was reminiscing about the good ol' days,
when Sia was always by his side.
He had been carrying so much guilt,
since Sia's disappearance thirteen years earlier.
He felt he was to blame,
because he should have known,
SOMETHING was wrong.
"I should at least have felt something was horribly off.
How could I have missed the signs?"
He yelled and slapped himself hard.
While pacing back and forth.
And blaming himself for all the wrongs,
he could have done right.
Something caught his eye in Mermaid's Lake.
He instinctively shifted his gaze to the lake's bottom.
He thought he stole a glimpse of a moving shadow.
Indeed, something was in the lake,
but he was blinded by grief.
Or he simply refused to believe his eyes.
So, he leaned in, and in the lake he fell.
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Christo the Mermaid Watcher (The Series)|Book 1
FantasyA brother's professed love for his sister pushes her to do the unthinkable. Mermaid stories are bound to keep one trapped in the dream world unknowingly. The story follows two siblings, Christo and Sia, who spend most of their time helping their unc...
