*Millie*
I needed that cry. Ever since I realized I am on the real Titanic, the one that’s going to sink, fear and sadness are my constant companions. I guess that’s a normal response to ending up on a doomed ship when you know exactly what’s about to happen. But being in Will’s arms has calmed me down. Now, I feel like I need to get to know some of these people. For some reason, two people in particular come to mind.
“Where can I go to send a telegram?” I ask him, brushing the tears from my cheeks.
Will c***s his head a little, giving me a light chuckle before answering. “Well, I’m fairly sure you cannot send a telegram one hundred thirteen years into the future.”
That makes me laugh, and all the tears seem to be gone for now.
“I’ll escort you to the radio room.” He holds out his e
