Drowning Mermaids by Nadia Scrieva

Author:Nadia Scrieva [Scrieva, Nadia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
ISBN: 9781469932736
Google: MJF8tgAACAAJ
Amazon: 1469932733
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2012-01-14T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22: In Moist Despair

Aazuria considered leaving the house.

Her hand was on the doorknob, and she had to decide quickly. She could run out of the house, leap into the sea, and swim home to Adlivun. She would not have to encounter Trevain ever again and hear how negatively he thought of her. She would not have to face Elandria again, at least not immediately.

She had a mental picture of lashing out at the poor girl in anger, and she did not want this to happen. She loved Elandria, even if she had turned Trevain against her. Her fingers tightened around the cold metal doorknob. Why would she have done it? Was Elandria jealous? Did she want Trevain for herself? Had she been hoping to sully Aazuria’s character?

She knew this was not the case. Her sister was fiercely devoted and would never intentionally harm her. So what was the reason? She knew that she was far too upset to simply ask. The vicious way her voice would leave her body would scare the stuffing out of her sister. She turned the doorknob and pulled the door open. She had no other choice but to leave.

Trevain was suddenly behind her and his hand was on hers, closing the door which she had just opened. She immediately began sobbing again at the feeling of his skin against her hand. How could he bear to touch her, now that he knew?

“Aazuria, please don’t leave me again,” he said softly into her ear, slipping his arm around her stomach. “I need you to talk to me.”

She felt all the energy drain from her body as she leaned against him. She knew then that she did not have the strength to make the swim back to Adlivun tonight, and her hand fell away from the doorknob helplessly.

“I shouldn’t have brought it up right away,” he said, kissing her temple, her ear, and her neck. “I just… I’m an idiot sometimes. I want you to know that I don’t think any less of you…”

She twisted out of his grasp and moved away from him. She could not believe his words! It was not true. An altruistic, compassionate person like Trevain could never understand murder. “I am… exhausted from my trip,” she said, struggling to speak calmly and evenly through her tears. “I need to rest.”

“Aazuria—”

She bolted up the stairs, clutching the railing tightly as her weakened legs threatened to buckle under her. Congenital bone disorder, indeed! She ran directly to her room. Crawling into her bed, she buried herself beneath the covers as she quietly sobbed. She knew that he would never want her now. She deserved it. This was the price she paid for being herself. She felt betrayed by her sister for the first time in her life.

Why would Elandria tell him such a thing? It did not make sense.

She shut her eyes tightly to fight back her tears. She was not crying out of remorse for what she had done, or sadness for the loss of her father.

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