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Roses POV

I opened my eyes and saw a ceiling above me, I was in a bedroom. How did I get in this bedroom? I don't remember coming here myself.

That is when it all came back to me, the boat sinking, being in the sea freezing my butt off and… losing Jack. The images took over my brain and I couldn't do anything about it, it was kind of like when you get a brain freeze, it hurts and you can't do anything to stop it.

All I could see was Jack being sucked into the sea, his frozen body sinking.

A tear rolled down my cheek as I remembered it all, I quickly went to wipe it off of my cheek and saw my hands. They were black and frostbitten, and in my option looked disgusting.

I forgot about the tear and saw a window at the end of the bed I was laying in.

I unwrapped myself from the warm and comfortable bed sheets and attempted to walk over to the window but I fell over immediately.

I did manage to grab hold of a candle stick but that didn't do much help. As I fell there was a big thump and crash from the candle stick and myself being thrown to the floor. I quickly attempted to get up but I fell back over onto the edge of the bed this time.

It took me a while but I finally got up and managed to walk slowly to the window and as I looked out I saw even more sea which just reminded me again of the horrible incident that happened to the Titanic. I started to sob and I sat with my back up against the wall. I sat there for hours and thought about Jack.

Why didn't I move over? There was enough room for both of us!

I buried my face in my hands and whined loudly. A few minutes later a maid found me.

"Ma'am you should not be out of bed, you are in bad condition" she told me

I looked up at her with tears still running out of my eyes.

"Oh ma'am look at you, you're a mess and your eyes are so red" she sat next to me and comforted me for about 7 minutes then she said I should get some fresh air.

I started to stand up and slowly walk to the door but she stopped me.

"Not like that ma'am, here I will fix you up" and she took me to the bathroom.

Once I was outside I was sitting at the front of the boat wrapped up in a blue blanket that had green stripes on it, it was kind of like the blanket Jack had put on me that night.

I heard large pounding foot steps on the deck behind me, moving up and down, someone was pacing. I kindly turned around to ask them to stop but I chose not to when I saw his face. It was Caledon Hockley (Cal)