you got married to a man you loved, at 18. henry ackermann, aka your husband, didnt love you back. he saw you as a trophy wife, since he was 43 and single before. he is the general manager of mercedes-benz headquarters, so he has a high rank in the social pyramid. it has been a month and a half since you two got married, since you barely turned 18.

you two were now in a cruise party, with champagnes, wines, classical music, elegant and old people, etc. the dresscode was all-white so henry was wearing an armani white suit and you were wearing 1900's chanel long white dress, with a champagne glass in your hand. henry was chatting with his colleagues, and he didn't notice where you have gone. you were on the edge of the cruise, sipping on your champagne, while looking at the view. your necklace suddenly fell on the ground, and you bent down to grab it, but you accidentally tripped on the cruise's rope they use to tie it to dock's, and fell inside the ocean. it wouldn't be a big problem, but you didn't know how to swim.

a few seconds later, your husband's enemy; damian noticed you. he was younger than your husband. he had a small smirk on his face. he immediately jumped inside the ocean too, and he got you in his arms. after this had happened, henry also noticed you guys and walked over. he was feeling something weird. damian's girlfriend francesca was watching this too.

"you okay?" damian says as he swims with you towards the ladder of the cruise