Marine spirit

Marilyn's breath hitched in her throat as she looked at her son's body with tears flowing down her cheeks. She couldn't imagine a world without Keith in it. Losing Ryan was painful enough but now to lose her son too? She could not bear it.

The silence stretched out as she struggled to catch her breath. Marilyn watched her ex-husband with sympathy, but there was nothing else she could do.

Finally, Ava managed to pull herself together. She nodded her head slowly, resigned to the fact that it was too late for Ryan

Marilyn's eyes narrowed slightly as she observed Ava. She had never seen someone like this before. She couldn't help but notice that her white hair seemed to shimmer slightly in the dim light of the room.

It was beautiful yet strange at the same time. Marilyn couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Ava than meets the eye.

"You are different", Marilyn spoke softly.

Marilyn leaned closer to Ava, studying her with an intensity that bordered on obsession. She seemed trans