Sleep in the Caribbean

even death.

But there is no wedding.

Because I decided that I would not marry JACK.

Yes, only with him.

But no wedding.

Tom's delighted face was getting closer and closer, and he looked at me enthusiastically, brimming with incomparable happiness.

I smiled back, then bowed my head silently.

The priest babbled oaths before him.

I may not believe in promises anymore, but when I need to say that "IDO", my dead heart seems to come alive, struggling to tell my body.

I do not want to.

I hesitated, imagining a dream I had last night.

JACK fired a gun outside the church, declared that the black pearl was his property, and then took me away.

But dreams are dreams after all.

Like what I'm doing now, it's all so fake and unreal.

Just when I was about to compromise and spit out those two words that would bind me for the rest of my life.

Gunshots rang out outside the church.

I looked out in surprise.

"Could it be..." The dream is about to become a reality? !

I muttered to myself, looking hopefully at the door that was about to open.

Dreams are dreams after all.

When my good wishes were broken, apart from disappointment, I also had some unknown anger.

angry at their ignorance and passivity.

Should I just resign myself to fate like this?

When the door of the church opened, it was not JACK who rushed in, but a group of soldiers in military uniform.

Everyone was frightened. Obviously, ordinary people had never seen such a scene.

Except me as the bride.

"Norrington." A high-spirited colonel puffed out his ridiculous belly and instructed his handsome soldiers to come out.

Then the boy imitated his chief and read out the document in his hand with his head held high:

"TOMRAINEY and his family. Suspected of tax evasion by smuggling liquor, all his family property is now being seized, his freedom of life is restricted, and he is awaiting trial by the higher court."

The boy's clear voice uttered the news that made everyone present shocked and nervous.

"My lord, we are having a wedding..."

An old man on the side wanted to step forward to intercede, but was interrupted mercilessly: "I don't think the bride is going to bridal with the groom in prison." Then the colonel with a belly gave me a malicious look.

"Ha ha ha ha.."

The outrageous laughter of the soldiers around me reminded me of pirates.

Maybe the military is just legitimate pirates, I see that fact.

"You ruined my wedding! Now you want to insult my bride!" The pampered Tom obviously couldn't hold back, and walked towards the officer angrily.

I didn't stop him.But the muzzles of the soldiers did.

"I advise you not to do this, Mr. Tom. When your father decided to smuggle, he should have expected this outcome." The colonel was indeed disgusting, but the familiarity of Tom's father in his words made me more concerned.

It seems that the hush money was not enough, which brought the matter to light.

Tom sulked in frustration, and was about to be escorted away by the soldiers.

"No! Don't touch me!!" His childlike stubbornness might hurt him even more, "I'm sorry Black!! Don't worry, I will come back safely!!"

Tom yelled at me, but I didn't react like a bereaved bride.

It didn't bother me that the wedding was interrupted, and it helped me in a way.

"You shouldn't just accept it, Blake."

I clearly recognize this.

Men seem so ignorant, but they are always self-righteous.

Why should I obey their arrangements.

Tell me to stay and stay, tell me to wait and wait?

I decisively took off the annoying veil on my head.

"I guess I should do something."

Maybe I've never been so sure of my thoughts.

When they returned to the mansion, almost all the servants were leaving.

The Raineys were gone, and everyone went their separate ways, and there was nothing wrong with that.

The remaining men, women and children were all pampered, crying or venting there, only a few of them tried to rescue Tom before the family was kicked out of the house.

"You broom star! Look at the disaster you brought to our house!!"

Some women began to accuse me unscrupulously.

And I returned to the room coldly, took off the beautiful wedding dress, and folded it.

"Goodbye."

I whispered to it to myself.

At this moment, I am still Tom's fiancée.

So before leaving, I have to fulfill the obligations and responsibilities that I don't know exist.

It can be regarded as the final settlement of the entanglement with Tom.

Then I took one last comfortable bath - if there is anything that attracts me to the comfortable life now, I am afraid it is the bath.I packed my bags and put on my old clothes, and planned to go to the prison to "bring" Tom out, but I learned that his family had spent a lot of money trying to get Tom out of the way.

Indeed, what goes wrong with money should be made up for with money.

But I'm still a little disappointed, because my relatively proficient prison-robbing skills are useless.

In fact, it was more of a sigh of relief.

On the day when the house was officially seized, I finally saw Tom who had returned safely.

Money can turn the devil around.

But Tom was still unavoidably haggard and emaciated.

I really want to step forward to comfort, but I didn't stay until today to leave because of this.

"Blake! That's great, you didn't leave." Tom saw me, and regardless of his family's eyes and persuasion, he rushed in front of me and held my hand, "I knew I was right about you." He said, Come close to me and want to give me a hug.

I avoided it lightly.

"It's great that you're safe." I lowered my eyes and kept my tone as calm as possible, "But that's all I can do, Tom," I paused, not daring to look into his nervous and anxious eyes.

"I have to go."

"Why!" Tom couldn't accept it for a while, and looked very excited.This is also expected.

I ignored the accusations and abuse from those around me, I've had enough these days, and I'm used to it: "Tom, listen to me." I started to reassure Tom, using the words that I had already thought about.

"No, listen to me!" Tom was still very excited and interrupted me.

I understand his feelings for me, but that's not love, at least one-sided, not real love.

"We'll go back to America! My uncle has a property there, and we can make a comeback! We'll still have a great life! We'll have a wonderful wedding, Blake! Don't go!" Tom said louder and pinched. Holding my hand is getting harder and harder.But I didn't resist.

"You don't understand, Tom." Compared to his intensity, I was still indifferent, "It has nothing to do with whether you are rich, my dear, this was a mistake from the beginning," I feel a little sad, but at this moment, I don't want to Lie to him again, "I've been lying to you..."

"I know!" Tom's firm answer was beyond my expectation, "but it doesn't matter!"

"Hush..." I gently interrupted him, "When everything is based on lies, there will be no sincerity. Even if you don't care, do you really care?" I looked at him tenderly Burning eyes, "It was a mistake from the beginning, Tom, my sin. I shouldn't punish you with my failure," Tom shook his head, but I still looked at him and smiled, "And I don't want to cheat anymore Tortured both of us by himself. Now someone is responsible for what he did, and I'm going to find him."

"That pirate." Tom was a little annoyed when JACK was mentioned.

"Yes." I replied calmly but persistently, "He should pay the price for what he did, and you will be my lifelong regret and guilt." I said sincerely.

If I hadn't woken up in Turtle Island, if I had met Tom first, or someone else, my life would have been different.

But fate has chosen a path for me, so I should accept and face it.

"You insist on leaving..." Tom's gradually calm tone seemed to be a compromise, and I felt a little relieved.

"Yes." I smiled.

"Then take this away." Tom took out two rings from his pocket, with infinite retention and expectations, "I've always kept it." His tone was full of sadness and cherishment.

There were two beautiful black pearls on the ring, and I guessed it was Tom and I's wedding ring.Pure color and brilliance, reminds me of my bracelet.

I was a little surprised that the pearl was black: "You should leave it for your future bride." I responded.

"No, they belong to you," Tom said, putting one of them on his ring finger, "I made it just for you, Black Pearl."

I lamented his hard work for me, but the more he did, the less I was able to repay.

I was also a little sad, so I accepted the other one and put it on the index finger of my left hand, not letting him see the slightest hesitation.

I saw Tom's lost eyes.

"I will always remember you, Tom." I stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the forehead, "I wish you peace and happiness."

"...you too." He looked at me stupidly, and I thought he was about to cry.

Afterwards, I tied my long hair back, put on the equipment I had prepared earlier, and left without looking back.

Tom was indeed a good man, but I didn't miss it.

I will feel guilty for him all my life, but I will not fall in love with him.

Because, in my heart, I already pretended to be a jerk.

After leaving Tom's house, I was going to the port to find a way to catch a boat back to America.

Yes, I'm going to find JACK.

Although it is difficult, the two of intuition and reason