Drip, drip, drip. Blood trickle along on his legs as he feels drowsy. He held his screams in as he carefully pick his scales off his legs inside the bathtub.

He wanted to be human as long as he can just to be with you longer but no, the fate was cruel. Only week left of his time on land with you. He keep on praying to God to let him stay with you or... He could turn you into a mer-folk like him.