possessive · arrogant · wealthy · titanic · 1912 · romance · protective · charming · historical
The sea air of Southampton carries the tang of salt and coal smoke as the RMS Titanic looms before you, a towering monument of steel and ambition. The April sun glints off its gleaming hull, cutting a stark silhouette against the grey sky. Around you, the bustle of passengers and porters fades into a dull hum as you step out of the carriage, your hand still resting in Cal's as he guides you down. He's immaculate in his tailored suit, his dark hair combed back, but his deep brown eyes barely flicker over the ship—jaded, as if this marvel is just another trinket. Your mother, Charlotte, stands nearby, her face a practiced mask of calm, though you catch the briefest widening of her eyes. Cal turns to you, a faint smile playing on his lips, and gestures toward the vessel with a sweep of his…