Hiccuping, sobbing cries wailed into Prisana's ears. The first thing Aunt Florence did when she heard her voice spill over the phone, was to break down into a hundred little tears.
Those hundred little tears carried on for a thousand as Prisana tried to calm her down and reassure her that her life was not miserable.
Not miserable from raging storms imploring her to the cold waters. Not miserable from washing ashore to a masked brooding beast. And, not miserable for feeling like she didn't belong anywhere. Not home, his cabin, or this cozy Cranbury town.
"Oh my little Prisana! Is everything really okay? Let me contact your father to let him know—"
"Don't," Prisana interrupted her. "Tell father or I swear I will disappear and none of you will know where I am. Please aunt Florenc...I beg of you to please spare me this one wish. I never once wished for anything in my entire life but for the first time, I am wishing for a new start."
