„What are you doing here, Mercy?" I Deliberately placed great emphasis on her name. „You want to know that, don't you?" She said with a sly smile. „To be honest, not many people go to the sea at one o'clock in the morning." She raised her eyebrows. „But if you were looking for my little one, I'm at your service, milady." „No, I wasn't looking for you, but when I want to commit murder, I'll come for you, dear mister fish." I smiled. „Well, I'll see you another time, my little naughty fire." I bowed to her and she banged me in the head. „Why did you-"
I wanted to finish the sentence, but she grabbed her hand, which was shaking incredibly, and twisted her face.
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I'm not brave enough to love
Short Storyhave you ever fallen in love with a person who is your absolute opposite? You both love each other, but you can't be together because you're water and they're fire, and only one of you is strong or weak enough to survive this kind of love. Only one...
