Still reluctant to open my eyes, my lashes fought with the sea breeze. I was still tucked up in my portable bedroll while most of the people in the camp were busy enjoying the sight of the ocean. Freeing my spine, I annoyingly stood up and stretched my body to release the muscles. I glared at the sea inviting me but even if I wanted, I couldn't try to think about going into the water just yet. I wanted to sail, it was my only dream. The ocean was my only love and yet it seemed so far. I had tried everything, every way to get involved but it felt as if the ocean was repelling me. As if it was telling me to stay away.

Merchant Navy was my last chance and I was not going to mess it up no matter what.

I got dressed up and packed my bags. I knew I was to stay a little longer but I wanted to return. Miael was back in town and I had left Jade to roam around lose as well. I knew he was like a bull that was needed to be kept tied to a pole so that he doesn't attack people but it wasn't just enough. He would have planned several ways to torment my sister after all she had ruined his family tradition.

I heard a few steps approaching me as I folded my sweaters. "Who is it?"

"Britain's most wanted Celebrity hairstylist," Iona said putting her hands on my eyes from behind.

I pretended to be fooled by her before slowly removing her hands and turning to face her, "We're not kids anymore."

"I know, but don't you think the ocean wants to return us to our childhood?" She inhaled the mesmeric aroma coming from the waters.

I sighed keeping the sweater I was folding aside, "I don't know."

"Oh C'mon. Look at it. It's inviting us like as if it's our mother." Iona said opening her arms and breathing continuously at the slowest pace possible.

I looked around and glistening my eyes said, "Even if the ocean is a woman, I can't stand it to be my mother. The ocean is a careless woman, it needs a bolder one to claim her."

"You and your Romeo and Juliet romance with these waves!" She snapped sitting on my suitcase.

I cupped her face innocently, "My Romance is not like Romeo and Juliet, I'm in love with the scent of the ocean, it's blessed, I'll definitely have a happy ending."

"God, you're going to make me puke! What is this stupid obsession? And why are you packing your bags? Are you leaving?" She questioned finally noticing.

"Hmm," I partially frowned. "I need to break some bones back at school."

"But I'm not returning to school. This is my last camp before I return to London. You can't just leave!" She frowned getting protective of my suitcase.

"I shall see you in London then." I smiled hugging her. Iona was the only one who helped me through the tough months of training. She helped me realize that just being mad after a stupid who doesn't even care is of no use.

Our lives are way too simple. We just have different spectacles to look at them. For me, Iona was a good friend, a sweetheart in fact. For her, she actually was someone who wanted to be my sweetheart. Her innocence was like the waves of the sea who had no clue where they're going, they would just trust the wind and keep moving. The beauty in her soul was much calmer than Noah's face during the auction interrogation.

When I look closely now, I realize I have been wasting all my time on the events of the past. I have been so occupied and reluctant to let them go that now, I had forgotten to smile wholeheartedly. There used to be a time when Jade was not so hateful. He would simply annoy me, irritate me and even cause the drastic of trouble possible but again, it was now on the highest branch of the tree of past. I couldn't even reach the height anymore.

"All set." Iona sighed locking my bags. She walked up to me and hugged me again rubbing my back as if comforting me hiding her own tears.

"Stop troubling yourself, I'll come to visit you in London! I promise." I smiled parting away from her. Those deep emerald eyes were just begging me to stay, but I had to return home. It was high time. I had left my den unattended and the hunters had begun to barge in.

"Shall I see you to the airport?" She asked reaching for my bags. Her golden hair bounced as she lifted the heavyweight of my bags. "See, I've learned your trick too."

"Impressive," I said clapping my hands. "But you don't have to," I added taking them away.

I walked ahead as she followed me. I ignored the ocean completely cause she was denying my proposal but I knew, next time I would return, it would be as a sailor. And then nobody would ever be able to separate me from her.

I got into the flight, it seemed as if it was going to rain. I was expecting a delayed departure and yet it happened. All through the flight, I kept on pondering over the last few years of my life. I wanted to imagine how my life ahead would be but the thought of Jade Martin torturing my dreams just kept on creeping up. I still remember how we continued to fight for days after the day of the auction. How Jade never stopped bothering me for a single second. How crazily he became arrogant and self-centered. He began to push me away, just the way the ocean did. And it wasn't until a few months back that I realized, he too had the scent of the ocean.

After the auction, Jade disappeared for two months. He came back with a bulging body. He had tattoos that people talked about, he had muscles that girls drooled at and he had the scent I couldn't resist. I guess my love for the ocean has always been destined to stay incomplete. The first time I fell for the ocean, it repelled me. The second time I fell for the guy who had the scent of the ocean, I began to repel him.

Jade's weakness was Caleb, he couldn't stand me speaking to him. But his strength was Caleb too. The moment he saw us arguing, his day would be all lightened up. He hated me so much, that he couldn't see me happy with anyone. Both of them had no other work but torment me to death because of their stupid hate and love quarrel. One was a good friend, and the other was a bad Foe.

I have grown up denying the fact that Jade had the power to drive me crazy but whatever I do, how much I try, in the end, it's me and him on a boat sailing across the world in my dreams.

Dreams are weird, and my dreams were designed specially by fate to give me extra footage of Jade Martin. Not long ago I had agreed to face the truth of life, the truth that only knew how crazily he pushed me down the lane of hate for him and how stupidly without realizing the depth, I fell so hard that I ended up falling out of hate and totally in love for him.

But even after this whole melodramatic debate between hate and love, if God permitted me one murder, I would shoot Jade Martin first before even turning to thank God!

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