Lesley sat under the huge canopy of trees where he had come to speak to Elenor, the tension still palpable in the evening air. He paced around, moving back and forth, planning what to say. When Elenor finally arrived, the look on her face seemed guarded, her arms crossed tightly on her chest.
"Lesley," she said with a cold voice. "Why did you ask to see me?"
He stopped walking and turned to face her, determination written on his face. "Because I cannot continue to live a life where I am lying to myself."
Elenor frowned for a second. "What are you going on about now?"
"I'll be rejecting Ava," Lesley said with a firm voice. "And after that, both of us can leave here and be together."
Elenor's jaw dropped to the ground, she was stunned by the words he spoke. She quickly gathered herself
