[Heath’s POV] Though this development is a good one, I still feel scared, scared to lose her, I had lived my life paranoidly, unable to be comfortable in my happiness. When I thought mom and dad were finally happy together, it ended up being a hoax, when I thought father was finally over mother, he had to end his life, it was always a patten that I had feared being happy, because I feared my happiness would manifest into pain. “Please don’t hurt me,” I hear Fiona mutter in her sleep, she was crying, I hated that. It seemed like me she was also afraid to be happy, ‘seem we are much alike that I thought’ I tell myself. I look at her peaceful face, “I will not hurt you, I promise, and I will protect you from all hurt,” I see tears fall down her delicate cheeks. I gently wipe the tears, first love, this is my first love, quite unbelievable for a man my age, but here I am falling in love in my late 20s. I really hope this doesn’t go like mother and father’s love story; I hope this b

[Heath POV] A date, the first I have ever been on, well excluding that prom date I was forced to go because father wanted me to date more as he worried, I would die single, but that wasn’t officially a date, so I don’t count it as one. Though it is my first Fiona have been on more dates, she has been impressed by a lot of guys and my attempt might just end up being underwhelming. “Can you stop stressing already,” Lucas chimes, “I spoke to the ship’s crew, and they will help you out.” “What if she hates it?” “Then you will try again, I am sure Fiona is not the type to cut you off just because you planned one awful date,” Lucas reasoned, but it didn’t stop me from worrying, the Fiona Lucas know is a different woman from the Fiona I know. The Fiona I know wouldn’t stand for anything short of impressive. And I wouldn’t let her, I wouldn’t let Fiona Lennon settle for less, because she should never, she should always get the best, because she deserves the best. “Come on tell me how y

[Fiona’s POV] I couldn’t stop the tears from rolling violently. I know they didn’t deserve to see me broke. I remember refusing to cry and begging for their mercy when they dropped me off a dangerous street. When my parents died, my aunt and uncle took over very quickly and, by the looks of it, it seemed our family was going to be okay. But that was only a facade, a mirage, an illusion, that only lasted for two months. The moment life insurance paid up, everything broke; they started telling people how my parents left no money for them to raise me and how unruly I was. Rumors, they spread rumors that way they wouldn’t be faulted for abandoning me all while eating my parents’ hard-earned money. How dare they even come close to me and act as if they cared. They didn’t mind dropping off a girl child in a dangerous neighborhood in the middle of the night. A defenseless child who has just lost her whole world. I cry loudly as Heath continues to comfort me, not asking too many question

[Third person’s POV] Though she was here to do her job as Clover Easton’s nurse, Heath Duncan happened to steal her heart violently. He was a natural flirt, flirted with every woman she met, but for some reason Heath Duncan didn’t flirt with her, why, why was all the other woman so superior. She had asked tips from Carl the first day they were on the ship and his ‘tips’ didn’t seem to work, because for some reason Heath Duncan went from flirting with everyone to only giving one woman those bedrooms eyes. A look that should only be reserved for Esther and Esther only, how dare that brown haired woman steals the affection only Esther should be getting. But that was not the worst of it, the worst of it was watching that woman drenched in wine walk out her Heath’s room, like she owned the place like she belonged there. She hated it more when that woman dragged her Heath into her room to not only steal Esther’s reserved affection but also Esther’s lovemaking. He should be devouring h

[Fiona’s POV]I had laid on the freezing ground angrily, it was so pathetic how I have been a damsel in distress yet again. Ugh…. I hate feeling weak, my head was still buzzing from the impact from that bat.Esther had never given me the vibe that she would be this evil, she had always acted timid and sensible, I never really felt like I had to be guarded around her.Now I know Carl didn’t push me, it doesn’t change anything but at least I now know who my enemy is.I had slowly crawled to the fridge door with my whole body buzzing with pain, I had tried to claw my way out, a hopeless attempt to get out of here.If ever I get out here, and get my hands on Esther, I swear to be arrested for more than just a night.My half-frozen fingers that were close to bleeding had slipped off the door yet again, I could hear a commotion outside.I heard Heath’s voice making me angry, I hate this, he has to save me yet again, I am just a weak person who needs saving every time. I had tried clawing my