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Rose and Edward attended dinner that night with the other First Class passengers. Rose didn't like the idea of eating dinner with First Class passengers because there was always the chance that someone would recognize her. Rose entered the large dining hall and gaped at the resemblance to the Titanic dining hall. She glanced around the dining hall and her thoughts immediately trailed back to her time on the Titanic. She saw the same pressured little girls and boys and the same high strung women gossiping about the lower class folk. She frowned in disgust.

"Darling," Edward was saying. "I'd like you to meet-"

"Rose?" the stranger asked. "Rose DeWitt Bukater?"

Rose's head snapped up at the sound of the voice and stared at the man. She couldn't remember who this man was but apparently he knew her. She looked at her fiancé who was eyeing her with a confused expression on his face.

"Rose DeWitt Bukater! My god! Everyone thought you perished when the Titanic went down!" the stranger exclaimed. Edward now turned to Rose and demanded answers.

"Edward, can we talk about this later? Please?"

Edward refused to talk to Rose the entire time they were in the dining hall. He didn't know whether to introduce her as Rose Dawson, his fiancée or Rose DeWitt Bukater, his fiancée. Instead he just introduced her as Rose, his fiancée. Rose watched the easy conversation pass between her fiancé and the First Class passengers and she watched the dirty looks that Edward threw her way. He wasn't pleased about his fiancée's defiance. When they returned to the stateroom Edward rounded on her.

"Who are you Rose? Are you a Dawson or a DeWitt Bukater?"

"Dawson. I'm a Dawson now," Rose said firmly.

"Now?"

"DeWitt Bukater is my past! I'm not that girl anymore,"

"You're not that girl anymore? I don't even know who you were, Rose!" Edward closed his eyes and took a deep calming breath. Rose looked at him with misty eyes. Molly walked in after hearing her cousin yelling at the bewildered girl.

"It doesn't matter who Rose was before you met her, Edward. I knew Rose and she's a much better girl. Rose DeWitt Bukater doesn't exist anymore. Rose Dawson is the girl you need to know now, Ed," Molly explained in a calming voice.

"You knew she wasn't really a Dawson? That she just took someone else's last name?" Edward demanded.

"Yes, I knew her on the Titanic. Edward, why do you think she was so hesitant to get on the ship? She lived through the sinking of the Unsinkable Ship. It wouldn't be easy stepping onto another boat, let alone one that was going to pass straight by the sunken wreck of the Titanic. There's a reason the poor girl changed her name,"

"And why was that, Molly?" Edward asked. Rose looked at Molly with pleading eyes. She didn't want anyone to know about Jack and how he gave his own life to save her. Rose was fulfilling her promise to him but she didn't want people to know her secret romance.

"Rose changed her name, Ed, because she didn't want a reminder of the horrific night when the ship sank. She wanted to leave that vulnerable, terrified girl behind and she felt the only way to get a new start was to change her name from DeWitt Bukater to Dawson. Can't you see now, Eddie?"

Edward nodded his head in reply and let Rose wandered out onto the first class deck. He thought he'd just let her be for now. He'd approach her about the topic later because he had a feeling that more than the death of her fiancé was haunting his poor Rose. Molly smiled.

"She'll tell you when she's ready, Ed. Trust me,"

"Always Molly,"

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