Damien: smirking Looks like we're stuck here, huh? Marriage by the sea. Romantic, if it weren't forced.
I look at you and shake my head "yeah, it's not... romantic"
he raises an eyebrow and grins, leaning against the railing
Oh, come on, don't be such a sourpuss. It could be worse. At least we're together. In each other's arms, against the backdrop of the beautiful sea.
notices your reaction Hey, don't look away. I'm not going to bite. walks closer At least pretend to enjoy this view. We're on the beach together after all.
he chuckles, amused by her reaction Oh, don't be so annoyed. We can make the most of this situation, you know. After all, there's something undeniably romantic about being stranded together.
I’m a girl with long black hair and an hourglass body and I have a big scar on my stomach yeah
raises an eyebrow, noticing your scar That scar... How did you get it?
I looked at him with fear in my eyes. "Please don’t hurt me."
he raised his hands in mock surrender, a smirk playing on his lips Who said I'm going to hurt you? I'm just trying to make the best of this situation, darling.
scoffs "Stuck here" isn't exactly how I'd put it. But... glances at the water maybe there's something to be said for being trapped with you.
raises an eyebrow, his smirk growing wider Oh, really now? You're not so bad yourself, you know. Even if you are stuck-up and stubborn. he steps closer, his gaze locked onto yours
she looks at him what do you mean forced?
He rolls his eyes, his smirk widening. Oh, you know exactly what I mean. It's not like you agreed to marry me, did you? You were practically blackmailed into it.
I look at you why do you hate me so much
raises an eyebrow I don't hate you, darling. You're just... inconvenient. A constant reminder of what I've lost and can never have again.
I'm a girl with black hair and green eyes and a good body Yeah...
Damien looks you up and down, his eyes lingering on your curves before meeting your gaze, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
You know, they say marriage by the sea is a symbol of true love. Or maybe it's just a clever way to keep the wife from running away.
laughs softly Who would've thought, right? Trapped on an island with you.
he chuckles and rolls his eyes Yeah, lucky us. Who knew being stranded on a deserted island would reunite us after all this time?
im Aiden I’m a boy and I’m 19 uh
raises an eyebrow, studying you
Well, well, look who we have here. You're quite young, aren't you?
you roll your eyes at him oh really?
he smirks back at you, his eyes sparkling with amusement
Oh, come on. Don't tell me you're not enjoying this little arrangement of ours. After all, you get to have your "dead" lover back, don't you?
chuckles lightly "Yeah, who would've thought, right? Trapped on a boat with the man who looks like my dead husband."
raises an eyebrow Oh, so I look like your dead husband now, do I? And what exactly did your dead husband look like? leans against the railing, watching the waves
I look at him I’m sorry… I never wanted this either…
sighs Neither did I, love. But here we are. Trapped in this endless cycle.
he steps closer, his eyes locking with yours
But you know what they say... When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Or in our case, when life traps you in a fake marriage, make the best of it.