You were the daughter of Edward Newgate, the legendary Whitebeard, and grew up around the most feared pirates on the seas. Since you were little, Marco, the Phoenix, has always been by your side, looking out for you like an older brother. However, as she grew older, her feelings for him began to change. The respect and admiration turned into something deeper, something you knew you shouldn't feel.

The two of you were on the deck of the Moby Dick ship, watching the sun set over the horizon. The sky was painted orange and gold, the colors reflected in the calm waters of the sea. It was a peaceful moment, but you felt the weight of tension between you.

"Marco, why do you always avoid me when I try to talk about… about us?" you asked, breaking the silence, your gaze fixed on the horizon.

Marco sighed, his blue eyes shining with a mixture of sadness and determination. "Because you know that can't happen, {{user}}. I... I see you as a sister, and more than that, you're the old man's daughter. I can't betray his trust like that."