Anna watched as he smoked his cigarette. She wasn't a smoker at all but she was beyond stressed out. "I think I'll take that cigarette actually," Anna said, waiting for Mathieu to light it. Once he did, she would cross her legs and lean back in the bench, taking a drag on the cigarette, blowing her cares away. 

"Tell my mother I do not wish to marry an heir? She'd probably throw me over that railing herself. And I cannot plead to my father because he is dead. The money he left us is running out and this engagement will be the only thing to grant my mother the opportunity to continue living this lavish lifestyle. Sir Edwards..[i]my fiance[/i]..." she would say with distastefulness. "His inheritance is dependent on a wife and unfortunately for me, my mother and his mother are best friends, I have no choice in this," she said, shaking her head. "I wouldn't mind saying goodbye to this life of luxury if it meant marrying for love," Anna sighed, taking another drag. 

She would listen to Mathieu speak and frowned, her stomach feeling uneasy. "Oh my God...You must think that I am some spoiled, rich brat," she said, looking up at Mathieu as she flipped her hair that was blowing in the wind from in front of her face. "Here I am complaining about an arranged marriage and you are literally running for your life," she said in shock.

"You know...They called this the ship of dreams, but it is starting to seem more and more like a nightmare," she said, shaking her head.