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Right after the wedding vows were exchanged, the audience was led to a spacious dining room where dinner was to be served. Following was a heartfelt speech from an elder, male friend of Mr. Guilles, who hilariously chronicled the good and bad of Mr. Guilles and only the good and beauty of the bride. After the delicious and stuffing dinner, the previous room that everyone was in before the inaugural wedding vows exchange was re-opened, and in there would be where everyone could go in and dance. However, they would need to be changed into their formal outerwear and use their masks, whether they had bought one on the cruise or had brought one. Only people with masks could go off into the dance floor to dance as it was a sign that the person was willing to dance.

Because night had fallen, on Hana's mind had been Lucas all along. She quickly finished her dinner and told her friends that she probably wouldn't be back for a while, so they didn't have to worry about her. At the same time, Logan had gone off somewhere too with haste. It was the first time the friends realized that Hana and Logan were doing something not together.

Reaching the room Lucas was in, she was told that Lucas had fallen asleep and was asked if she would take Lucas to bed. Hana told the lady that she couldn't yet, as she still had other wedding duties to perform and wouldn't be back to get Lucas until very late.

Hana dejectedly left without seeing her son. But she didn't feel like heading back to the dancing room. Also, her legs hurt so much that she didn't want to stand anymore. She had been walking around in Hailey's five-inch, open-toe, nude-colored heel with a strap over her leg and a bow at the side. She could use a breather too.

Making her decision, she walked in the opposite direction and headed to a much cooler, peaceful, and restful place that she could have all to herself—the sun deck. Since there wasn't anyone with her or out there with her, the sounds of the splashing tides and the whispers of the cool breeze made her feel at ease. They were the companions she needed. Relaxed and comfortable, she took off the heels and crouched down to massage her sore feet.

Looking off at the distance where the front of the ship was, she thought of the movie, Titanic, where the two main leads, Jack and Rose, were at the front of the boat, and he helped her "fly" and see the beautiful landscape. Doubting but curious about whether she could see it in this dark of the time, she stood up and walked to the tip of the front and held onto the rails. Squinting her eyes and lowering her face to look down, she was softly splashed with the water slapping against the cruise ship. It was impossible to see how beautiful the water was as of now due to night. With another disappointment, she sighed and released her hold of the rails and instead hugged herself as she shivered.

"What are you doing?"

Hana quickly turned around to Logan's voice and saw him standing a few steps away from her. She didn't expect to see anyone. "W-What..?" was all she could say in utter shock and bewilderment.

He scowled at her and turned her around and gave her a back-hug, which she bashfully tried to escape from. "Stop moving! I don't have my jacket, so I can only give you me."

She let out a laugh and stopped trying to remove herself from him.

He pulled back a little, putting space between their heads and added, "Why are you out here when you know it's cold, and when your back is all exposed?" He put his face closer to her and uttered, "If I had known that your back would be exposed, I would've never let you wear something like that for others to see."

Misunderstanding his subconscious, hidden truth, she looked at him while still being hugged and although they bumped noses, she ignored it and retorted, "Hey, it won't harm the guests."

"It's hideous, don't you know?"

She gently slapped him on the chest. Seeing him up close now, a red ear of his caught her attention, and she touched it, asking, "Why is it red?"

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