Adam Wilson stared at the ship that was referred to as the unsinkable ship. The ship that would take him to New York where he would meet the woman he was being forced to marry. He wasn't even interested in women, but his mother threatened to cut him off completely from what little money they did have if Adam didn't go through with the arranged marriage, so Adam had no choice but to marry the woman.
"It's exquisite, isn't it," his mother said, linking their arms together, in an effort Adam was sure, to make sure he didn't try to escape. "This ship will get us to New York in no time. Then you'll meet your fiancé and in two months, we will be financially stable again."
Adam said nothing as he walked arm in arm with her. To her, this marriage was a way for them to stay financially afloat because she didn't want to get a job because she thought that was beneath her. To him, this marriage was a prison sentence. He had a funny feeling she would keep a close eye on him as they were traveling to New York, although, there wasn't many places for him to escape on a ship. As they walked to the ship and boarded, he pretended to be listening to the facts she was telling him about the ship, doing his best to refrain from rolling his eyes because he didn't care.
"Honey, I know that this isn't what you want but I want to thank you again for doing this," she told Adam once they arrived at their luxurious cabin. Adam nodded, not trusting himself to speak. "I'll let you get settled in and see you later."
Adam nodded in acknowledgement that he heard her. Once she left him alone, he locked the door for privacy and laid on his bed with a sigh. It was going to be a rough trip.