To the outside world, Rose bravely held up the appearance of a happy fresh wife. She dutifully received friends and family for tea and showed them the cottage. She smiled when they were impressed. When they asked her how 'married life, you know..." she smiled once again and turned her eyes down, as if flustered rather than being afraid that people might read in her eyes that all was not well. She assured people that Andrew's business was going well, even while it was not. The fact that he was never home when people visited, no matter the time of day, was explained away with an "oh, that good man, he works so hard...". To the outside world, Rose was a happy bride. On the inside, she was falling apart. Andrew avoided her. The business was suffering even now that she wasn't touching a thing. And Rose felt lonelier than she had ever felt.

The market was a particular challenge. Buying food reminded her of the meals she would have to cook and destroy, and it made her want to cry. And yet especially in this place she had to keep a constant smile etched on her face, because she was likely to run into friends or family.

When someone spoke to her, her stomach sank, but turning around, she realized it was Elijah, and the sight of his face cheered her. "Elijah!" She hugged him (her basket slamming into his back, oops), before quickly stepping away embarrassed when she realised she wasn't a child anymore. "Oh... I'm sorry. I'm happy to see ye. How are ye?"