I heard her once, my true love, after she saved me when I was shipwrecked. It’s part of the curse. A true love with a voice as pure as her soul. How am I supposed to be happy not knowing her?” Ariel’s head cocked to the side, and her hand drifted to her throat. “I didn’t know about that part of the curse before. My mother never told me,” he whispered. “It already feels so personal. I’d know her voice anywhere. Is that selfish of me?” It was his choice, but it was Ariel’s opinion he wanted. It was her he—
