Note: This is a story that takes place in Forget-Me-Not Valley (Another Wonderful Life). I do NOT own Harvest Moon. Only this story. Also this is my first story so it probably won't be my best. I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter One

An Awkward Date

The ocean was calm. The breeze was cool. Everything was perfect. Nami was with the one and only man she had ever loved. The beach sand against her toes were tickling her feet. The grains digging into her nails.

"Nami, I'd like to talk to you about something."

Nami looked up at the man who spoke those words. She loved hearing his voice.

"What is it?" She asked, curious. Thoughts began to race through her mind. They had been together for three years. Was he going to propose? Was he going to bring out the silky Blue Feather? If so, she would gladly accept. She was positive that was going to happen. Nami faced him.

"I don't exactly know how to say this." He said, his voice, she couldn't tell. Was he happy?
Was he embarrassed that he was about to ask his lover to marry him?

"It's fine. Don't be scared."

He nodded. "Well, I..." He turned his face away. "I think we need to break up."

Nami stared at the side of his face. The man that she had loved so well and so much for these three long years...was dumping her. He was leaving her behind.

Nami's voice hardened. "Why?"

"Well...I can't say for sure. But-"

Nami pulled one of her fake laughs, although inside, it was tears waiting to form a river.
"That's just great. Someone who I have loved for three long years is telling me that he doesn't know why he is deciding to leave me?" Nami turned toward the sea, the tears finally starting for form, first as a stream. "You owe me more then just a 'I don't know'. You owe me way more." Nami's stream turned into the river.

"Please don't cry. I hate to see you cry."

Nami began to yell. "Then why did you do it! Why!? I've given you so much these past three years! And this is how you decide to repay me!?" Her voice quickly softened. "Don't you know how I feel?"

Nami's lover shook his head. "I know that this wasn't right. I knew that we weren't meant for eachother. But I pushed you on. It is my fault. I'm sorry."

After his last comment, he walked back to his house, leaving a depressed, lonely, and cold Nami, to sit there, watching the waves take what was left of her.