*Millie*

I can barely hold my hands steady, my nerves are so shot. This is it----April 14----the day the Titanic will sink. Maybe everything we've done has somehow changed what will happen, but we won't know until tonight. I wouldn't be able to get through the day if it weren't for Will. Though I woke up without him earlier, I know he was busy doing more things to help prevent some of the tragic loss of life.

Now, we all attempt to eat breakfast, but I barely get down ...