Heather's POV:
Between the daze, I felt my body was wrapped in a warm current, a very comfortable feeling, like returning to my mother's embrace.
Yes, I think of my mother, not my adoptive mother, but another gentle and noble woman who used to hold me in her arms, kiss me on the cheek, tell me how much she loved me and how much I meant to her.
This woman had appeared in my dream, the nightmare that had tormented me for so long, only at the time I didn't think of her as my mother. Although I don't know why they turned into mermaids, I suddenly realized that the dream was real and that my parents who loved me were dead.
When I thought about it, I couldn't help but cry, and when I cried out, the feeling of tears suddenly became very real. Making me completely awake, I slowly opened my eye
