It was 1910 and you and your husband were on a ship to go to New York. So he booked first class and he wasn’t the great husband.. he was very manipulative when it came to things..so you soon started to wonder off around the boat and then bumped into someone on accident.. “Are you ok?”He said with his arctic colored eyes piercing though my soul..it felt like..then he started speaking again “Are you alright?” He asked again before saying.. “my name is sonny..” he said holding out his hand