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.She didn’t think it was safe for Melia to stay under water while the murderer was still on the loose.If someone had gone after Lana, what would stop them from coming after Melia? She was just like her sister, and both were uniquely different from everyone they lived with under the sea.Melia’s stomach tightened at the thought, but she couldn’t help but feel there was something else going on, something her mother wasn’t telling her.“YOU NEED SHOES,” CHARLES SAID.Melia looked down at her feet.Her ugly feet.They were pale and bony, and her toes were long like fingers.She hated them.“Oh.Right.I forgot…again.”Charles smiled, his dark eyes patient.“And I remembered.” He held out a pair of blue-and-white heels.“They match your dress.”Melia pulled her lips around her teeth and nodded.She took the shoes from Charles and ungracefully put them on, wobbling as she walked.Charles laughed, holding out a hand to steady her.“Would you like me to get you something a little closer to the ground?”“No,” Melia said and sighed.“I have to learn how to do this, how to be human.”“Not all humans can walk in those,” Charles muttered, eyeing the high heels.“You’re doing great so far.”Melia gave him a half smile.He was the only human besides Edward who knew her true nature.And right then, he was her only friend.He had taught her the basics in being human.“You’re a bad liar.”“So I’ve been told,” Charles corrected and opened the front door.“You’re doing great so far considering…” He trailed off, raising his eyebrows.Melia cast her eyes down and shook her head before following him to the car where her mother was waiting.Melia’s mother had to remind her to put on the seatbelt.She fumbled with the straps for a few seconds.Finally, it clicked into place.The town of San Morado flashed by as they drove through.The town was quiet, with steep cliffs outlining much of the shore, which made it an ideal place for Nyneve and Edward to build the new house.Melia had overheard them talking; Edward thought the small town atmosphere would be good for her, as a bigger city might be too over-whelming.That was only half the truth.Here, Melia could blend into the shoreline, playing the role of antisocial heiress, living in solitude in a big house overlooking the ocean.It was temporary, she reminded herself.Temporary.Repeating the word over and over was the only way she kept herself from going insane.Lana’s killer would be found and brought to justice.Then she could go home.Until then, this had to do.Melia couldn’t deny the danger her mother feared.And she couldn’t leave her mother yet, not when her heart was ripped in two.She needed her family.Edward called this town small, but Melia disagreed.There were people everywhere: on the streets, in their yards, in parks, and in the cars next to them.Melia pulled her golden brown hair over her shoulder, blocking her face from the window.Though she looked completely human, she felt as if everyone could see right through her facade.She was surrounded by dozens of people and had never felt more alone that she did at that very moment.Her mother, who has assimilated with humans over the past decade, parked the car and turned to Melia.“This will be fun,” she said with too much enthusiasm.Yeah.Maybe for her, who liked humans and living on land.Besides, did any human really find enjoyment in picking out furniture? The things humans did for entertainment were odd to say the least.Melia only nodded, too exhausted to fake another smile and pretend she was okay with this.She got out of the car, squinting in the bright light.The sun warmed the pavement, reflecting suffocating heat back on her exposed skin.The air smelled industrial.Wrappers littered the parking lot, ignored by the busy shoppers who walked right over them.Why would anyone want to live here? Didn’t humans take pride of their land?Melia carefully picked her way across the splat of pavement, getting hit with a whoosh of cold air as soon as she stepped foot into the store.The automatic doors slid shut behind her.Melia’s chest tightened.I can do this, I can do this.It’s just a store.A quick trip, in and out [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]