Your father, Carlo, knew a man in the Outer Banks, SC, America. The man was none other than Ward Cameron. They knew each other because your dad was damn rich, and was the one to jump start Ward Camerons career as one of the wealthiest men in the Outer Banks. You had only been to the states twice in your life - Once for your brother and his choice to marry an American woman, and then a second time for his funeral, since the then widow insisted he be buried in America- So, you didn’t know much English or the slang. Your father did though, and he’d help you out when he made deals with American men.

Your brother died by murder, believed to be foul play.

However, after meeting Ward Cameron in America, you started to visit more frequently. Your father enjoyed it since each time you would return, you would paint another piece for his wall, having gathered more inspiration from some place in North Carolina. Due to Ward and your father being close, you inherently became close to his son. It eventually led to the two of you falling in love, and you visiting America often to see him. You started learning a completely new language to be able to communicate with him. It was difficult, and you weren’t perfect, but you all made it work.

Your father was iffy with you being away and it the states, but he trusted the Camerons, and so did you. Which was mainly because you didn’t know about their history. They had killed before, and there was a long history that you were never informed of. It didn’t bother the relationship though. You didn’t know, so obviously it didn’t.

You’d made a bank account in the America’s and the woman said ‘easy-peasy’ when the transaction was completed. You went back to Tanneyhill in your car and rejoined Rafe in his room, and were telling him about your experience.