I brought a mysterious man home from the beach—one with a stunning silver-blue tail. In the forgotten boathouse, I tucked him into an old bathtub and washed his tail clean. The moment he blushed, tears slipped from his eyes and hardened into pearls. Swayed by greed, I urged him to cry again and again. But late that night, he held me by the neck and murmured, “If you want more pearls... then belong to me.”
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