The sun dipped low, casting long shadows across the small, humble room. She sat near the door, a woman utterly lost in the quiet anticipation of her thoughts. Two months. It had been two months since they left the grand, suffocating home of his parents and came here. Two months since he stood up for her, his voice a shield against his family's dismissive anger over their internal squabbles.

"If she can't stay here, then I won't stay here, too," he had declared.