My Third Wish Is For You To Die

I was the world’s last mermaid. At birth, I was granted three wishes by God.

I used the first when my boyfriend, Alex Zane, was dying. I offered up the child in my womb and my fertility in exchange for him to live a long and healthy life, untouched by illness or disaster.

I used the second when the Zane family was going bankrupt. I offered up all my power and wished for their fortune to be restored and for their future to be secured.

When he came to me for the final wish, his childhood sweetheart, Valentina Wilson, was dying in childbirth.

After I turned him down, he threw me into a men’s prison. “A dollar a turn. Do whatever you want with her. She can’t get pregnant anyway.”

That night, I wept until my voice broke.

At dawn, when the light finally crept in, I offered up my life to activate the sacred token and made my final wish.

“I wish for all who betrayed me to watch their world burn. Let them lose everything and die a painful, miserable death!”

When Alex Zane walked in, I was lying in filth. The last man was just zipping up his jeans and getting ready to leave.

When he noticed Alex, he let out a crude laugh. “Appreciate the treat, Mr. Zane. Mrs. Zane’s worth every penny.”

Without hesitation, Alex grabbed a vase from the side table and smashed it over the man’s head.

The crack echoed through the room. Shards exploded outward. The man groaned in pain as the guards dragged him out.

Alex stepped closer to me and knelt beside me. When his gaze shifted to my ruined and bloody lower body, he let out a snort. “Have you learned your lesson now?”

When I did not respond, he sighed. Then, he reached out and began wiping the grime from my face with his sleeve.

“Lily, just help me this one last time. I know you’re jealous, but Valentina is carrying my child. You can’t give me children. It’s only fair that you don’t stand in the way of someone who can.”

Yet I remembered how he had dropped to his knees beside my hospital bed and wept until he passed out when he found out I had offered up my child to save him. He was young back then. His eyes were bloodshot from guilt. He swore he would never break my heart.

“Even if we never have children, I will love you forever!”

So much for the forever he had promised. I licked away the blood at the corner of my mouth. Under his expectant gaze, I shook my head.

“It’s gone.”

The last wish was gone.

Just moments ago, I traded my life for my final wish.

I tightened my grip on the sacred token in my hand and whispered his name, “Alex… I’m dragging you down with me!”

He did not hear that part as he was answering a call from the hospital. He