Eleanora's Pov~
My memories begin from when I first went out on my own at the age of two and stood at the shore of the ocean.
My mother loved the sea, specifically the color which was similar to my dad's and my eye color.
It would give her a warm feeling like she is home and peace in her mind.
Thus, the moment they gave up their everything to start a new, the first place that came into their mind was the ocean.
A house big enough for us to live by ourselves, supplies from the city sent by my grandparents and my parent's friends... my mother who couldn't lead a peaceful childhood made sure that I got what she couldn't.
The first time I met my older brother, who didn't have the same surname as my parents or me, I got insecure as I thought he was here to steal my parents.
