That morning Anna woke up and took a long bath, keeping her hair dry and wrapped in a towel. She kept replaying her encounter with Dimitri last night and it made her feel sick. Anna couldn't think of anything worst then being married to that man. 

After her bath, Anna dried off and moisturized her body before putting on her under garments, followed by her corset and a sky blue hobble skirt that hugged her hips just right. She wore a cream lace and white satin ruffle blouse, cream ankle boots on her feet. Once she was finished getting dressed, she would do her make up, only wearing a thin layer of eye liner and blood red lipstick.

Anna wanted to go and have breakfast with the others, but she knew Dimitri would be there. Instead she went and knocked on her mother's door, catching her mother just before she exited for breakfast. "I must speak with you," she'd tell her mother as she stepped into her room. As soon as she closed the door, Anna started to tell her mother of how Dimitri had lost his temper with her. 

"Oh sweet Anna...He will soon be your husband. You two will be happy, and you will forget all of this ever happened. Just do what he says, he is right, you shouldn't be off doing God knows what without him..." Her mother would reply.

Shock was an understatement. Anna would stare blankly at her mother, as if she had just slapped her. Without another word, Anna exited the room headed straight for the stairs leading outside of the ship. She needed fresh air, she could barely breathe. Everything seemed to be going wrong in that moment. She couldn't marry him, she had to think of something, she'd rather die than marry him.

Tears ran down her face as Anna waled across the deck to the bow, gripping the railing tightly as she cried. She didn't notice if anyone was there with her, she just stared into the deep blue sea thinking of how easy it would be to end her life now that her future looked so grey.