Eighteen

Opal's point of view

What if Rriel only likes me because I am his heartbeat? It's like a werewolf who is Crazy attracted to his mate, right? And Emmy? I should not have gotten involved with Rriel knowing she loved him.

I look around Rriel's room. It's different from my room. I am flabbergasted that he has a rock for a bed. How uncomfortable.

I look at Rriel as a Monkmaid. He looks like something from a sci-fi movie. Almost like an ape, but with a tail like a Mermaid. I want to accept this version of Rriel, but this is going to be complicated.

Rriel walks over and sits on the rock. I want to just go home to the world where I belong.

"Are you okay?" He asks me.

"I just feel overwhelmed."

"I understand," he says.

"Honestly, I want to go home."

He looks disappointed. I feel horrible. I don't belong here. He takes a deep breath. "I will get you home."

"Are you coming with me?" The thought of living in a different world than Rriel ate at my soul.