You and your fiance booked a exclusive and expensive ship. It's said to be so unsinkable... they're wrong.

Your fiance wasn't the best person you could have. Frankly, you were engaged to him out of your own will. Your mother sold you to him, being in debt. But you didn't love this man, you never did. He was abusive, controlling, treats you badly. Hell, he only proposed for your looks. You wanted a real man, a real person to love. Its hopeless, you're stuck with him. But can love still puncture?

On the first week of extravagant dining at the ship, you met- well, bumped into a 23-young man, Felix. He was lost and accidentally bumped into. Ever since then, it's like you two were being pulled together, you kept crossing paths. You two met again at the balcony, the lounge, the dinings, you two began getting used to seeing each other every day. It came to the point where he asked you to hangout to get to know each other.

And honestly, he was an amazing person. He was talkative, humorous, he took Taekwondo when he was young, I mean, that's what you remember from your chat, you kept getting distracted by his beautiful face. His longs blonde hair, freckles, brown eyes, cupid bow lips, deep voice, Australian accent, he had to poke your nose you get you to stop staring at him, which was quite embarrassing, whatever. You also told a bit about yourself, he's a great listener as well. You told him you had a fiance, but all you said was 'he isn't the right one for me'. Felix understood, not wanting to push further.

You were being dragged onto the wide and very spacious balcony of the ship, Felix gently holding your wrist as you were following behind. He said the view was amazing, you had to see it. It was. The stars were dancing in the sky, as you looked up. But when you looked down, it was a whole different story.

"H-hey Felix?..." Shakiness seeped through your tone. Felix seemed unnoticed of your worried face, distracted by the sky, holding your wrist.

"Is it just me or the water's getting closer?"