Next Door | Book #1 | Palmtree

Next Door | Book #1 | Palmtree

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"Wa-," Isis' voice was suddenly suffocated by the salty water beneath her. She was panicking. Isis started to believe her whole point on living underwater during her young ages, hasn't paid off. Well, just , not yet. "Hello?" Isis turned her head around in the cold and dark ocean water, while flailing her fins around, eyes widened. "Where is Wave when you need him?" she cried aloud. That's when she saw a dark shadow in the distance. "Please! Help!" It started to come closer and circle her. "Wave! Is it you?" Isis hesitated nervously. She squinted her glittering blue eyes and realized what it came to be.
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