Chapter 12: Two Worlds, One Family

Nerida grows quickly. Much faster than a human child. Within weeks, her tiny tail strengthens, shimmering with soft pink and silver scales. She darts through the aquarium like a minnow, weaving between coral arches and chasing schools of fish with delighted squeaks. Nerissa follows close behind, equal parts guardian and playmate.

‘Slow down,’ Nerissa calls through their bond, though she’s laughing.

Nerida flips upside down, blowing a stream of bubbles. ‘Faster!’

Nerissa scoops her up, spinning her gently. ‘You’re going to wear me out.’

‘No,’ Nerida insists, patting her cheek. ‘You’re strong.’

Nerissa’s heart melts every time.

Naida visits every day.

She arrives just after sunrise, slipping into the water with a practised dive. Nerida squeals and swims straight into her arms, wrapping tiny fingers around her mother’s hair.

Naida holds her close, breathing in the familiar scent of salt and scales. ‘My little Nerida,’ she whispers, pressing her forehead to the baby’s.

Nerissa watches from a short distance, her expression soft but shadowed. She loves seeing them together, mother and daughter, reunited in the water, but each visit reminds her of the hours Naida spends on land, walking on legs Nerissa still can’t bear to look at.