It was a few nights before the Titanic sank. A young girl around the age of 17 was staring off into the night sky, wondering what America would be like. All her life, she spent her life wondering and thinking. Was there anything to live for anymore? Her dark chocolate eyes searched, but she found nothing.

"Katie," her best friend called for her. "Where have you been? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Katie softly said, not making any eye contact as if she was hiding something. She smoothed out her white dress and straightened out her gloves. "Tell my mother and Jacob I'll be back down in a few minutes."

As soon as Katie was alone again, she looked out into the depths of the ocean. A shiver went down her spine everytime she looked at the ocean. There was a terrible feeling in her stomach, and she had felt it ever since she stepped foot on the boat.

Something had happened before she arrived on the boat, though she never dared to tell a single soul.

She had fallen in love, yet the world tried everything to keep them apart.

Katie's breath was a bit shaky, and she sat down, not intending to go back down. Most of her life was just a big lie! An act that she put on to keep her parents and everyone else happy. She was engaged to marry Jacob, but she didn't love him like she loved...

She tried to forget him, but everyday, she thought about him. They had been childhood best friends, and it was a lot more peaceful and less complicated than.

Things had gone down hill ever since her mother remarried a rich man, and Katie wasn't aloud to see her best friend.

"Kylen," his name escaped her lips in a quiet whisper. "I am so sorry." Katie whispered wishing he could hear it. Her mother had forbidden her to see him, so Katie was forced to tell Kylen she never wanted to see him again.

Katie remembered moving, and everyday she regretted not saying goodbye to him. There was an empty hole in her heart where he use to be. He had filled her with joy as a child, and they had been like siblings back then and nothing more. But as the teenage years came around, things had changed. She had changed, and so did he.

Instead of her being his best friend, she had turned out to look like the enemy. Only if he knew that she didn't mean what she had said, and it was something she was forced to do. Katie had felt so dumb for not rebeling against what her mother said, for it was the cruelest thing she had ever done.

"He'll never forgive me," Katie whispered. "He probably hates me."

"How are you so sure about that," someone said from behind her.