The gallery in Seville brought the Marquesa continuing success and elevated the careers of many artists, including Nico and Fern, to whom she was not simply a business acquaintance, but a good friend.

But imprinted forever on Isabel’s mind, was always that eight-year-old boy, Nico, chasing her around the orchard of her family home, as she shrieked at the top of her lungs. They were children, as yet untouched by some of the harsh lessons life had to teach them.

For Nico, his father was about to go into decline and the effect would scar his life for many years to come. Until he finally met his muse.

For Isabel, her scheming mother and then a controlling husband would influence the way she looked at everything. Everything except Nico, the first real love of her life and one never forgets that feeling.

Would Isabel have swapped her success and her fortune to have Nico by her side and be the one to heal his wounds? Yes, of course. But she could see that Fern was his true soulmate. To accept that someone isn’t destined to be yours is painful; however, that little flame of selfless love deep inside of Isabel’s heart softened her as the years passed. It made her a better person. It inspired her not to give up on love and, eventually, she met and married a very successful businessman, some fifteen years her junior.

People who knew her saw only a strong, independent woman whose fabulous lifestyle was often in the tabloids. No one really knew of her sacrifice in loving someone so completely that she was prepared to let him go. Encouraging Nico to write that letter to Fern had been the first step in sealing the destiny of two kindred souls.

Everything happens for a reason.

Aiden and Joss

After several years of backpacking, mainly visiting various dive sites as Aiden and Joss trained to become scuba diving instructors, they finally made the Cayman Islands their home. Thanks to Aiden’s share of the lottery win, they bought a small diving business run from Aiden’s pride and joy, his boat, The Sea Spirit.

They lived a simple life together on the west side of the Grand Cayman and were often found strolling Seven Mile Beach early each morning, or late at night. Their modest bungalow was far away from the bustle and luxuries of George Town, and to them it was paradise.