Mermaids in Miami
Copyright© 2026 by Rachael Jane
Chapter 10: A New Life on Land
Naida’s transformation has achieved more than convert her tail into a pair of human legs. She has adapted so that breathing air, and the absence of water around her, has been easier on her than her experience at the fish market.
Naida wakes in a soft bed for the first time in her life. The sheets are warm. The air is cool. The room smells faintly of salt and laundry soap. She blinks up at the ceiling, confused by the stillness. She misses the drifting currents, the swaying kelp, and the shimmering light from the surface above.
Brian sits in a chair beside the bed, half‑asleep, chin resting on his hand. When Naida shifts, he startles awake.
“Oh! Hey,” he says softly. “You’re okay.”
Naida doesn’t understand the words, but she recognizes the calming, reassuring tone of his voice. She smiles.
Brian helps her sit up. Her legs wobble uselessly beneath her, and she clings to his arm for balance. Walking is strange, a bit like trying to swim through sand. Every step feels heavy, clumsy, wrong.
But Brian is patient. He guides her slowly across the room, letting her lean on him. When she stumbles, he catches her. When she laughs nervously, he laughs with her.
He teaches her how to stand. How to walk. How to wrap a towel around herself.
How to drink water from a cup instead of the ocean. Naida absorbs everything with wide‑eyed wonder.
‘Humans are so strange,’ she tells Nerissa through their bond when she visits the aquarium later that morning.
‘You’re the one choosing to live with them,’ Nerissa replies, her tone tight.
Naida winces. ‘I’m not choosing them over you.’
‘It feels like you are.’
Naida presses a hand to her chest. ‘I’ll visit every day.’
‘But you’ll leave every day too.’
The ache in Nerissa’s thoughts lingers long after the conversation ends.
Brian brings Naida some clothes. A selection of soft cotton shirts, loose shorts, a dress that Naida twirls in until she gets dizzy. She marvels at the way fabric moves, the way it clings, the way it swishes around her legs.
They walk along the quiet back passageways of the water park, Naida clinging to his arm for balance. Staff members stare and quietly whisper after they pass. Brian shields her gently, guiding her away from intrusive eyes.
When she grows overwhelmed, he leads her outside to the staff courtyard. The sun warms her skin. The breeze lifts her hair. She closes her eyes, breathing deeply. It’s not the ocean. But it’s beautiful in its own way.
Every afternoon, Brian brings Naida back to the aquarium.
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