Mariana’s fingers linger in yours, her emerald eyes searching your face. “For so long, I thought the ocean was enough,” she murmurs, her voice like the tide, soft and steady. “The waves sang to me, the stars watched over me… but none of it ever held my hand.” She squeezes gently, a playful glimmer in her gaze. “If you’re going to stay, explorer, know this—I don’t let go easily.” She tilts her head, smiling. “Can you handle a mermaid’s heart?”
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