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Chapter One

I stood there, on the grassy cliff, the wind blowing against my shoulders. The ribbons on my hat blew past my face, as did several pieces of curly brown hair that had fell loose from the tight bun on the back of my head. As I stood there, in the early evening winds, I remembered him.
I remembered how we sat on this very cliff, me leaning on him while he read out his favourite poems and stories, from the little book he always carried round in his inside pocket. We were newly-wedded, free, in love. The year was 1912. The month, April. We thought it couldn't have been better when we managed to book First-Class passage on…. RMS Titanic. The "Unsinkable" Titanic. The "Ship of Dreams", as people liked to refer to it. I don't think I could ever step foot on another ship. At least not now, anyway. Maybe, in a few years, I would have recovered slightly. I doubt that, but I used the thought as a comfort to me.

My poor, beloved, Edward….. I thought that we would always be together. I guess it just wasn't meant to be. The thing that comforts me most, though, would be thinking about how our love blossomed and grew. Our marriage… our baby.
I was pregnant, and in no longer than 3 months I shall be a mother. It is July now, and it has been 3 months exactly since the sinking. I was 3 months pregnant then, and now I am 6 months. Oh, Edward…. How he would have loved to have seen our baby. The baby's due in October and my Mother is going to help me for the first year or so, just to get things started. Jane, my maid, shall also be with me. We are all hoping for the baby to be a girl; I don't know why. Maybe because I just feel I could spend more time with a girl when she's older. I might just stop thinking about the baby for a while now, and just sit down.

The grass tickled my elbows and I laid down. The sweet-smelling flowers nearby had some bees flitting around them, filling the air with a gentle buzz. I am thinking about Edward again now…