If there was one thing that was certain in this world, you would never know what was on Holland's mind as long as she didn't want you to know. She had simply been in this crowd long enough to learn a thing or two about hiding one's feelings, and for the most part it came to her advantage. But in the long run, it left her feeling lonely. She felt isolated from the ones that were supposed to love her and perhaps that was how she had gotten into this mess to begin with - but there was no escaping it now. And what was she hiding from the world this time? Oh just the usual, knock down, drag out fight she had just had with her husband Charles.
It was a common occurrence perhaps, but no one was the wiser. Everyone simply thought they were the peak of love. They had it all, and they had each other - it was the perfect life. Or so she wanted them to think. The only one who knew the truth was Joseph and she liked it that way. Any time that they'd fight, she'd go running to him and after some alone time with the man who called her husband his friend, things were alright with the world again. At least for a little while. Today should be no different. If anything it would be easier to get near him, since he was already mingling with the rest of her party guests in the grand hall of her home. Eyes cast themselves downward a little as the woman approached and with a polite tone, she greeted him. Just like any other guest - any other friend - would, but there was something behind her tone that should warn him to the state of her mind.
