A/N: This chapter is set two weeks later. Cal has been trying to show his affection, but Rose has been turning him away. Cal is almost ready to turn back to his old, controlling ways. Sorry it took so long to update. School just started and I've been overloaded with homework. :

Disclaimer: I may own as many outfits as Rose, but I don't own the movie she starred in. Don't sue, SVP.

Rose grabbed the poster on her bed and took a deep breath in as Trudy pulled the strings on her corset, tighter by each draw. The door clicked, and Rose turned, and mother stood at the doorway. Trudy knew what this meant, and she did a quick curtsy and left the room.

Rose turned around, and remembered the last time she was in this exact position. On the Titanic, being reprimanded for going to the third class party. She had a feeling that this would a repeat situation.

Her mother started to tow the strings, and whispered in her ear, as if she was afraid someone was listening to their conversation.

"I hope you understand how lucky you are." She drew in a deep breath. "From the way you acted, any other man would of left you on the street."

Rose simply responded "I know" not wanting to get in a fight with her mother. She didn't really want to do anything lately.

"Then why are you acting this way? Cal is one of the finest, not too mention wealthiest bachelors in Philadelphia. He could drop you at any second. And just like that, you and I would be nothing. I will not allow you to do that to our family, let alone yourself not under any circumstances. Do you understand me?"

Rose was silent, holding in all her emotions, hiding them from the world.

"You need to forget about that Dawson boy, and live your life the way you are supposed to."

Just hearing his name made her eyes water. A small tear fell down her cheek.

"He tried to kill me, did you know that?" Rose turned and faced her mother, not bothering to wipe away the tears. "Cal. He took a pistol and tried to shoot Jack and I. How could you ever want me to marry that, that, monster?!"

Ruth impulsively lifted her hand and slapped it across her daughter's face. Tears fell from Rose's eyes.

"Get dressed. Cal wants you for dinner."

Ruth turned on her heel and left her daughter to sink down to the floor. Rose now let the tears fall freely. She wept, her eyes growing bloodshot and her cheeks streaked with tears. She could never, ever forget about Jack. That was something her mother didn't understand about them. She couldn't forget about him. It was impossible. He was a part of her now. She still felt that his presence was unmistakable. He was watching over her from heaven. Knowing this was a bright spot in the darkness.

There was a sudden turn of the doorknob, and Cal walked in the room. He knew exactly why Rose was crying, curled up on the floor, looking feeble and weak. She looked up at him, and then buried her head in her knees.

"Rose, supper is ready" He gently stated.

"I, I'm not very hungry." She replied, her head still down

"At least come downstairs."

"I don't feel well." Rose peeked her eyes out from behind her knees, and silently begged to leave her alone.

Cal didn't want to push her away even more. He wanted to bring her closer. He sat down next to her, and tenderly grabbed her hand.

"I know things have been difficult since the sinking." Rose looked into his eyes. Was he daring to talk about this?

"I know how you felt about, him. I know that he has a place in your heart that no one could ever fill. I know all this. I'm not an idiot."

"Please." Rose turned away. "Just leave me alone."

Cal ignored her. "But what you don't understand is that is how I feel about you." He slipped his hand onto her shoulder. "I love you."

"If you love me, then you'll let me go." Rose said, stood up and walked into the bathroom, and let the tears fall, not caring that Cal was right outside.

Cal watched her go, and formed his hand into a fist. He had just poured his heart out to her, and she still ignored his feelings. He could have any well-breed woman on the east coast at the snap of his fingers. Why did he still chase after the one girl who didn't want him?

Because she was the one girl that he was in love with.