
My fiancé paid three million dollars for a mermaid, and she decided she was his next bride. He fed her, brushed her scales, and visited her every night. She called it love. I knew better. Then she traded her tail for legs, destroyed our engagement photos, and locked me away, convinced she was carrying his baby. I warned her. She called me jealous. But while she dreamed of wearing his ring, he dreamed of sewing her scales into my wedding dress. Now her fantasy is falling apart, and the woman she