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Bella POV
I gasped.
The suite was amazing. It was decorated in rich, warm satins, silks and velvets. It was all so very romantic. If only it wasn't Mike I was with.
"It'll have to do." Mike sneered. "Something more grand and spacious would be better... I heard Bruce Ismay's suite is nice. We should have gotten that one...."
"Mike, I love it." I said, simply. "It really doesn't matter anyway."
"As long as... we're together?" God darn it, Mike was horrible at this! Whenever some romantic mush was trying to come out, it never worked and came out all wrong. He stuttered and it always sounded like a question. So our 'romantic' moments always turned sour. Ugh!
"Mike," I said, twirling a piece of mahogany hair between my fingers. It never failed to dazzle him, and I needed him dazzled to the limit for this to work. "We should go for a walk. I'd really like to... explore." I made my most flirtatious eyes to add more dazzle. It worked.
"Yes!" He said, his eyes unfocused as he held out his arm for mine. "Shall we... be off?" There it is again.
"We shall." I nodded, and he began to lead me forward. I wanted to explore, maybe even get lost. Come to think about it, getting lost on a ship this grand would be easy and enjoyable. Mike would find me later, but for now I needed to be away from him so I could think, clear my head.
As Mike and I strolled down the oak hallways, I thought about what it would be like to fall in love here. Of course it would be grand and the memories amazing. I prayed that I would fall in love, and that Mike and I would fall apart.
"I have to be excused for a moment." I twirled another piece of hair and he nodded distractedly. I walked into the elegant bathroom, desperately searching for a way to escape. Thankfully, I noticed the bathroom had two entrances. Perfect! I opened the door, ready for my expedition to commence. I explored salons and decks, gyms and art rooms; it was all so amazing. I came to a halt as I saw the entrance to the Third Class accommodations. I was curious to see how different it was. I opened the door cautiously. The hallways were blank, bland, unremarkable, so unlike the hallways in the First Class sections. It was, however, clean and simple. I kind of liked it.
It was one of my sorrows, being in First Class. Everything was too overdone. I would love a simple, discreet life. The news of Mike and my engagement was the topic of gossip until Twitanic started to prepare for embarkation.
I hadn't realized I was still walking until I reached a dead end. I spun around. The hallway was long and the door was so far away, it looked to be the size of my pinkie. Uh Oh.
One door, closest to my right was ever so slightly ajar. My curiosity got the better of me and I pushed it open.
I gasped, and for once, I was dazzled.
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