I have three days to kiss the guy, but I don't remember why.

Actually, that's not the only thing I don't recall. I have no idea what happened, or how I got to where I am now. All I know is that I'm going mad. Literally. Like, there is a voice in my head, urging me to do something before it's too late. And then there are those dreams...

Oh yes, those dreams...

They make me blush and pant with desire, longing for a life under the sea. A life I believe is a fairy tale, an illusion created by my mind. And so is Sebastian, the handsome merman who I'm fooling around with in those dreams. Or he is real, and the handsome stranger that's trying to help me get back on my feet (literally) is the one that's fake?

Time is running out, and without my memories, all I can rely on is my instincts. And they are saying that something fishy is going on here (excuse the pun). And they are urging me to run as fast and as far from both men as I can. So, what do I do?

Yep, the exact opposite.

I run towards one and swim towards the other, attempting to figure this out...