With Serena:
She had finished unpacking her belongings a while ago. She now leaned out of her balcony, dressed in a simple but elegant white sundress. Her hair was tied in a loose braid, and she wore soft white velvet shoes. She thought back to last night and sighed. Darien had seemed preoccupied with something last night and he wouldn't tell her what was bothering him. He had shrugged off her questions, saying it was nothing. She thought for a few minutes and making a decision, she walked down the corridor to Darien's room, and opened the door. What she saw made her hand fly to her mouth and tears stream from her eyes.
With Darien, a few minutes before Serena came in:
'Well so much for proposing.' Darien thought glumly. He fingered the velvet box in his pocket. He was in his room on board the cruise ship. They had gotten there a bit early, so as to be able to unpack before the ship took off. He was dressed in a loose, unbuttoned white shirt and tight black leather pants. He flopped down on his bed, being careful not to land on his injured arm. He had been to chicken to propose and had mentally blamed it on the fact he had been in a car accident that night. He had been a coward. He heard a knock on the door.
"Come in! The door's open." He called, expecting it to be Serena. The door creaked open slowly. He sat up and his eyes widened.