Chapter 2
Chris and Martha drove past the "Welcome to Summer Bay" sign and entered the sleepy town of summer bay.
"Wow!" said Martha quietly, "It looks so peaceful…and look at the beach!"
"We're going to make a fresh start, you and me; this is going to be perfect." replied Chris "We'll make the perfect couple because I know that you can understand why I did what I did."
"That's the thing Chris I will never feel that way. You pushed me into it remember?" she said angrily. Chris looked at her angrily and said:
"Why are you like this? Always whining, you should be grateful!"
"Grateful! I don't think so!" she said scornfully.
"Martha you're not making anything better." warned Chris menacingly. She stayed quiet.
After showering, Jack left Lucas sitting in front of the TV, and went for a walk along to beach. He loved Summer Bay; ever since he had moved here a year ago he had had no regrets.
Martha and Chris finally arrived outside their new house. They got out of their car and looked up and down the road.
"Well it looks nice doesn't it?" asked Chris cheerfully. Martha ignored him and walked towards the house, keys in hand. She had to admit it was a nice house. Chris had chosen well. She entered and was followed by him.
"You know you should stop just caring about yourself you know." said Chris. Martha was aware of the anger starting to grow inside of her. He continued.
"I'm making an effort here, the least you could do is return the favour."
"Selfish? Me? You are such a hypocrite Chris!" said Martha, raising her voice.
"I don't really think you should be…" started Chris but he was interrupted.
"I don't need to listen to this." said Martha and with that she turned around and headed out of the door, towards the beach. She just couldn't believe that she was in this situation.
Jack strolled down the beach and started walking further along to a more secluded sot. He had expected the area to be deserted but to his surprise he saw a woman looking out to sea and crying. He couldn't see her face properly but he didn't recognise her. He decided to see if he could help. He approached her cautiously.
Martha heard footsteps behind her and she turned around quickly. He looked at her and he couldn't speak, she was beautiful, her long wavy brown hair was being blown around by the wind and her green eyes sparkled. He scolded himself for getting side tracked and started to talk.
"Umm are you ok?" he asked, looking concerned.
"Yea… I'm fine thanks." she said, her head bent. She didn't know why she was suddenly feeling shy but when she had turned around to look at him she had been unable to speak. She didn't know if he felt it too but there was just this connection.
