The ship boasted the finest chefs from all over the world, four restaurants or the choice of candlelit dinners in your cabin, Broadway shows, live music, wine tasting, a fully equipped gym for which Maura could see no point of on a holiday.

The door slamming open caused Maura to jump noticeably as Jane burst through the door. She watched as the fury that burnt her lovers face melted in the face of the beauty that was their cabin. Returning to her brochure, Maura hoped that mood of the cabin would soothe Jane’s temper.

Jane noticed Maura peering around the curtains from the balcony as soon as she entered the room, sitting their like she was all peace and innocence only made Jane angrier. She was about to go and confront her when the sheer magnificence of the cabin hit her.

Marble, teak and glass sparkled in the afternoon light and the elegance and tranquillity of the room hit her. Dropping her bags in the doorway, she slowly started looking around, opening every door and being stunned by the increasing beauty hidden behind it.
The second door Jane opened led into an exquisite bedroom, the bed had a large window at its foot and she could imagine laying there watching the stars.

She sat on the bed and gazed out at the ocean. This trip was meant to be a break away from their life, a chance to find out if they had enough of a relationship to save and so far, all they’d done was argue.

Jane knew it was her fault, her long hours at work, missing birthdays, parties, hell, just missing dinner. Things she’d sworn to Maura she’d never do. The stress of her new position had consumed her, she’d spent almost every waking hour wrapped up in work and then, when Maura went looking for companionship, conversation and friendship, she’d accused her of cheating.

Maura had walked out, gone to see her new friends and Jane, with her anger dulled by a 6 pack of beer had no clue where to start looking for her. It was then she realised just how far apart they’d grown. They always went out together, had mutual friends outside of the police force with whom they’d have peaceful dinner parties and wild nights out. Now, Jane’s friends were all doing their own thing, tired of waiting for her to have a night off or to even return their calls, they’d moved on, made new friends and their lives were different. She was completely alone and all of her own doing.