This will be a double upload, seen as this chapter is quite short :) x
9.45pm
Rose followed Emilia in to her bedroom and sat beside her in bed. "Have you had a nice Christmas?" Rose asked her quietly. "Yes thank you" Emilia nodded with a sleepy smile. "Have you?" She asked "yes" Rose lied as she bent down to kiss her head. "Get some sleep" she whispered as she stood up to leave the room "I love you" she smiled gently "I love you too" Emilia replied as she turned over and closed her eyes, falling asleep almost immediately.
Rose went in to hers and Henry's room, grateful to find him asleep as she grabbed a pair of pyjamas and headed to the spare bedroom.
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26th December, 1920
8.30am
Henry walked downstairs the following morning and in to the living room where he found Rose sat on the floor playing with the 3 children. "Dadada!" Alfie giggled and tried to get to Henry, who lifted him up "morning buddy" he smiled "morning you two" he smiled at Emilia and Charlie "morning" they smiled back, not noticing that Henry and Rose didn't greet one another.
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They day was spent in an uncomfortable silence for Rose and Henry, who only spoke to the children, not that Emilia or Charlie noticed that their parents weren't speaking, until Rose put Emilia to bed. "Mum?" She asked "hmm?" Rose replied as she pulled the cover over Emilia. "Why are you and Henry ignoring each other?" She frowned "what?" Rose asked surprised "we're not…" she continued. "Yes you are" Emilia nodded "you haven't spoken all day?" She said, getting a sigh in response "is it because of Jack?" She asked "no" Rose answered quickly "it's grownup stuff" Rose smiled a little "but it's not Jack, I promise" Rose said, knowing that all this started because of Betty. "Go to sleep now" she said as she stroked her cheek and stood up. "I love you" "I love you too" Emilia replied and watched as Rose left.
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8.30pm
Once Rose had gone in to Charlie's room to say goodnight to him, she headed downstairs and in to the kitchen to begin making herself a cup of tea, startled when Henry walked in quietly and closed the door.
"So when did you sleep with him?" Henry asked. "I'm sorry?!" Rose said shocked, grateful she was facing away from him. "Jack, when did you sleep with him?" He repeated "14th April, 1912" Rose said, knowing what Henry really meant. "Oh leave off Rose! I can see the mark he's left on your neck! I saw it this morning! When did you sleep with him?!" Henry asked, trying not to raise his voice. "I didn't sleep with him" Rose said quietly. "So that mark just magically appeared did it?" Henry raised an eyebrow "we kissed, but I didn't sleep with him" she replied as guilt washed over her. "Oh, so that makes it OK?" He asked passive aggressively. "Not at all, but I was upset, and hurt, and I wasn't thinking straight" Rose said, gaining a scoff in response "I was hurt too… I didn't leave the house and go out looking for someone to fool around with!" "YOU were hurt?! What exactly did YOU have to be hurt by?! Had just more or less been called a whore?! Because if I remember correctly, that was me!" Rose snapped, her voice slightly raised "and I didn't 'go out looking' for Jack! I went to collect Emilia! and he knew something was wrong! He was there for me!" "I was there for you! I defended you yesterday!" Henry replied, his voice also a little raised. "Yes, then threw it back in my face half an hour later!" "You know what? Maybe my Mother was right" Henry said "about what?" Rose raised an eyebrow, daring him to say what she thought he was going to, but he didn't respond. "About me being a whore? Is that what you mean?" Rose continued, but Henry just stared back at her in response. This time is what Rose's turn to scoff as she shook her head and walked out the room, and grabbed her coat before leaving the house… once again making her way to Jack's…