In 1912 my family suffered a great loss.
My aunt and uncle knew going to America could be a great new start for us, so they bought us tickets to travel on the Titanic...

I survived the sinking and soon after I was adopted by a woman who also survived the disaster.
We began our new life together...

It wasn’t until she had to remarry that everything took a turn for the worst...
My new family wasn’t what it seemed, I knew I deserved better so I set off to make my life complete again... or so I thought.