All Chapters of My Heart Went with the Tide: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My voice was damaged ten years ago.That should have been the best year of my life. My family was still alive and well, my career was thriving, and interview requests from within my field poured in.It was also the year Vincent came up with a one-of-a-kind underwater proposal.Beside a dazzling coral reef, he tenderly lowered his head and slipped a butterflyfish ring onto my finger. It symbolized lifelong devotion.All around us, the lights on dozens of submarines flashed the same message.[Lena, I, Vincent Felker, will love you faithfully until the day I die.]Unfortunately, the grand proposal went awry when Hannah, who was still a salt worker back then, fell into the water. After rescuing her, I took her to the lounge to help her change.Back then, Hannah was deeply tanned and petite. She always seemed a little insecure around others. With my heart going out for her, I began treating her like a sister. I would care for her and help her whenever I could. I gave her a job and

The overwhelming shock and grief sent me into premature labor.It took Mom's death for Vincent to finally feel remorse. He stayed outside the delivery room for an entire day and night. He promised to spend time making it up to me for the rest of his life.Hannah also apologized to me with tears in her eyes."I didn't mean for your mother to find out. I never thought someone would contact her…"However, her eyes held no guilt when she looked at me, only smugness and defiance. It was clear that she had lured Mom to the wedding on purpose.At that moment, hatred consumed the last of my rationale. I dragged Hannah to the rooftop and screamed that she had to pay with her life.When Vincent rushed over, blood was already staining the hem of Hannah's dress.He kicked me aside and forced me against the edge of the rooftop. His eyes were blazing with fury."Selena Jarrell, have you lost your mind?! Look at yourself. Your mom's death is what you deserve!"My mind went blank as I stare

For a moment, everything fell silent.Vincent finally registered what he had heard when his phone slipped from his hand.His eyes burned with fury as his gaze fell on my sprawled body on the ground."Selena Jarrell, this is absurd! You can be spiteful toward me all you want, but how could you joke about Asher like this? Do you have no sense of responsibility as a mother?"Then, something seemed to occur to him, and he snorted."You think hiding Asher will keep me from finding him? Get up right now, or else, I'll never let you see him again."Vincent expected me to struggle to my feet the moment he mentioned Asher. He expected me to swallow my pride, clutch his sleeve, and beg him as I had ten years ago. That was when he was about to send me and Asher away to that deserted island.Perhaps he thought I would be just as sharp and defiant as I had been before, when I would flash him a mocking smile.Yet, no matter how fiercely he raged, I remained motionless on the ground.When I

Vincent froze in place.After a long moment, he suddenly laughed."How could that be? Selena can't be dead. The prophetic call said she'd cling to me and Hannah like a curse we could never shake."However, his confidence vanished the moment he saw my body.Edith looked at him coldly."I shouldn't have brought you here to disturb her peace, but I couldn't let you slander her even in death."Vincent stared intently at the arm protruding from beneath the white sheet. There was a scar on it. I had gotten it when I once shielded him from scalding soup.Having kissed that scar countless times before, he could not possibly mistake it.He suddenly swayed, and all the color drained from his face.I watched silently as he staggered forward and took my hand, which had long since gone cold."Lena?" He forced a smile and called my name softly."Come on, get up. I'm here to take you home."Those few simple words seemed to turn back time. They took me to the days when we were young. Vince

After everything got taken care of, Vincent took Asher's ashes to the little cottage where I had lived for ten years.The cottage contained little more than a bed made from two wooden planks and an uneven table.I wondered if he, too, was thinking back to the year we got married.Back then, Vincent had furnished our entire home to my taste. He told me that whenever I grew weary of drifting at sea, home would always be my safe harbor.His fingers brushed over the rough, uneven walls, and he slowly teared up. He collapsed onto the bed and buried his fingers deep in his hair.Suddenly, a yellowed notebook slipped out from beneath the ragged pillow.I was momentarily taken aback as I stared at it. But Vincent had already picked it up, and he was slowly turning the pages.[I dreamed of Asher again. He said he isn't hurting anymore, and he told me not to cry.][I couldn't dive today, as the sea was too rough. I'll have to head out earlier tomorrow. I still need quite a bit more for