It was a perfect day beneath the waves.

The water was warm, the currents gentle, and the calf darted between them, quick and full of joy. She’d only been born a few weeks ago, but already, she swam like she’d been part of the sea forever. She chased little flashes of light, the silvery schools of fish that flickered and scattered as she dove through them, squealing with delight. The older dolphins watched her, their hearts swelling, each click and whistle between them filled with pride.

“Look at her go,” the mother said, brushing her side against the calf as she shot past.

The father glided beside them, keeping a protective eye on the little one. “She’s fast. Almost faster than you already.”

“Almost,” the mother replied, nudging him playfully. They circled her, letting the calf swim ahead just far enough to make her feel brave but never out of sight.

She was strong. She was healthy. Everything was exactly as it should be.

Until it wasn’t.

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