Ellie was on her way back to her brother, and she couldn't get to him fast enough. She was a wreck, and driving was a task that she could barely deal with now. She kept recounting the last ninety minutes in tears as her Mini Cooper was going way over the speeding limit. It was brutal, much more than she'd thought it would be.
They were sitting in a local café when she'd delivered the news to Jason; news that he had taken badly. It was agonizingly painful for her to break his heart, but she had no choice. Her heart had been claimed by another, and she couldn't keep pretending otherwise, not any longer.
For most of the time, she'd attempted to soften the blow, to make him see that he was better off without her. She'd told him that she wasn't marriage material, that she didn't see children
