Samantha's POV
Sitting in the front of a yacht and sailing towards the sea, one of the most beautiful yachts that my father owned. As the boat drifts out slowly the sun also begins to set in its magnificent look. I stood leaning over the taffrail, looking at the calm sea below with my gloomy eyes.
The mild strong wind is threatening around the sea 'causing my hair to be blown by the wind. My heart aches when I realize that I was just wasting my time chasing the man who once thought that he loved me very much.
I breathed, closing my eyes to calm down and accept the things I cannot change.
My eyes become so dark as I remember our memories which now cannot be returned. The uneasiness was all over this place as I held tight against the railing.
I recalled when we were happy not minding
