"I'm okay to work today." I tell Mr. Steph confidently not wanting to spend another day doing nothing. Yesterday I had to stay in because of the difficulty of walking due to my injured ankle. The doctor came in to put some stitches in as the cut was more serious than I thought. I cried through the whole process but today the pain has died down a bit so I think I can actually get back on my feet.

"Well if you think that you're ready then sure." Mr Steph says before leaving the suite. I sigh loudly, not quite ready to return to providing service to the man I despise so much. I stand up from my bed not being able to put much weight on my right leg due to the pain. I limp to the bathroom to shower and get ready for the day. After getting prepared I slowly make my way to the kitchen to get my day started and Amelio is right on time, placing the covered meal onto the platter. I quickly take the platter from him as he picks it up probably to deliver it to Mr. Hudson.

"I got it." I smile and limp away as quick as I can before he decides to stop me.

'Maybe my ankle wasn't ready yet' I wonder as I feel a pain on a level of mediocre run through the area of the cut. I get to Mr. Hudson's door and knock. I wait a while before the door is opened having to lean on the wall so I don't put too much pressure on my right foot.

Mr. Hudson opens the door and his facial expression which was once bored turns into a surprised one once he sees me. It only lasts for about a millisecond but I was definitely glad that I caught it as we know he's not a man of many expressions.

"Fancy seeing you on your feet today miss Anderson." he says plainly before walking away and I follow behind him. I'm glad he's ahead because I don't think I like the idea of him looking at me while I limp across the room. I set the meal on the table then exit the room as fast as I possibly can because I know that his eyes are now on me. I close the door on my way out then decide to eat. Instead of eating what Amelio prepared I grab a granola bar and take some coffee and head to my room. I sit on the couch looking out the window at the never ending blue sea. Soon the ship will be docking in Mexico and I'm excited because I'll finally get to come off the ship. Assigned Duke suite staff usually get the merit of coming off the ship just like the passengers and explore whichever place the ship has dock.

After eating my granola bar I hear my phone ring and I answer after reading the caller's ID.

"Hey Noah." I hear Parker's smooth voice comes over the speaker. I'm still not over the fact that I didn't tell Parker about the kiss but I've come to a conclusion that I'll tell him when I get back to Arizona in the next two months.

I hope.

"Hi." I get out not quite sure what to say.

"What's wrong?" he asks and I get confused at the question.

"What do you mean? I'm fine." I quickly say before he picks up on something. It's probably my awkward greeting. I'm never that monotone and awkward while talking to him so he must be sensing something strange.

"It's just you don't sound excited to hear from me and I dunno you're acting kind of distant like you don't know who I am or you're uncomfortable but never mind I'm probably just overthinking." he finishes.

"I think you are." I fake chuckle, knowing damn well he's not at all. "Can we facetime I want to see you." I express feeling as if I haven't seen him in ages. But it's kind of strange how all of a sudden we stopped facetiming each other. When I first came onto the ship we used to facetime all the time then soon after Parker just stopped. I figured it was because he was at work so I didn't facetime him either not wanting to be a nuisance but looking back that wasn't a valid reason.

"Um I don't know- actually sure." he hangs up and within a minute he facetimes me. I squeal with excitement before answering ecstatic to see my boyfriend finally after some time. I shove the hairs that are sticking out of my ponytail in place then answer. My heart skips a beat when I see his face on the screen. He looks so mature with his now shoulder length brown hair and little mustache. I gasp at how attractive he looks and pray that he reacts the same for me because if he doesn't that will certainly be a blow to the chest.
"You look so different and so handsome ugh I'm jealous." I say in awe as I look at him. His skin is now cleared of the bit of acne he was struggling with a few months ago and he looks happy. I smile at the glow that linger in his eyes and can't help but question if I put it there. Before he looked normal but it's as if he is the happiest man alive right now. Our relationship have been a little rocky so maybe it's his job or he's most likely just enjoying life.

"Thank you my lovely lady." he says and I silently wait for his comment about me. "You look good too, a little stressed but still as beautiful as ever." he continues but I don't feel amazed at his words; almost like they weren't genuine. I brush it off and proceed to make the best out of this facetime.

" I like the hair are you going to keep it growing?" I ask him curiously as I stare at his thick hair.

I slightly chuckle at the thought.

"What?" I hear Parker then suddenly look up. "Huh?" I answer.

"You were laughing while I was answering your question" he smiles and I slap my forehead because the thought of our children made me forget completely about the question.

"I was just thinking about how our kids will have amazing hair" I answer truthfully and he laughs nervously and I contort my face in confusion "please don't tell me you don't want kids now after you told me all the names of your three children that you will have in the future?" I say sarcastically.I know most men are very hesitant when it comes to conversations about children but Parker was very adamant about having children at a young age.

Maybe he's changed his mind. Or maybe his children won't be mine and the thought of that disheartens me.

"Of course I still want children Noah I just didn't expect you to say that since I'm the one always talking about kids" he clarifies.

"True" I agree. I hear a voice in the background calling.

Parker gestures for me to wait before leaving the camera's view. I wait for him to return and finally when he does he tells me he needs to go. We say our farewells and log off.

I lay on my bed letting every thought bad or good consume me. Sometimes I wish I never left but staying in Arizona wouldn't have made me happy especially with my malicious family.