it was the evening and we were having dinner in the same stuffy dining room , with the same narrow minded people , the same mindless conversation. i had had enough. once again , i excused myself from the table as i ran to the back end of the boat. there i clambered over the railings and stood , ready to jump.
"don't do it" a voice came from behind me
i carefully peered around to see who had followed me , it was the third class man from earlier. we locked eyes and i warned him that if he came any closer i would let go. i was shocked as he told me if i jumped he would too. he began talking about ice fishing and i rather hoped he would leave me alone until he reached for my hand and i realised how much i am cared for. i grasped his hand and we formally introduced ourselves
jack dawson.
his name suited him
i knew i trusted him although i'd only known him for a few minutes. i lifted my foot to climb back over the railing , not taking my eyes away from his. down , i was falling down toward the endless cold water. his clasp took on a new form , strength. he hauled me over onto the deck , though my screaming alerted nearby men who swarmed jack and i. they sent for cal who shook jack and commanded an explanation , i quickly spun a tale of how this occurred and shot jack a pained look : signalling him to back my story. he agreed and one of the men suggested cal perhaps should give something to jack as thanks , this something was a first class meal with them the next evening. on this note cal and i walked back to our quarters where i got ready for bed , as i was brushing my hair he presented me with a 56 karat diamond worn by royalty , named the heart of the ocean. it rather seemed like he was buying my love which i was not fond of but i accepted
