Chapter 45

Andreas opened the door and walked out. Where was Eleanor? He'd woken up on the chair and she wasn't on the bed. She wasn't in the house, in fact. He let the early morning sun wash over his face, as he rose his head and took a big whiff. He followed her scent to a tree and stood there. She came to a tree? He heard shuffling coming from up top and exhaled.

Of course.

He proceeded to lie on the ground. He got comfortable and focused his eyes on the tree.

"What're you doing up there this time?" He called out.

"What're you doing down there?"

"Waiting for you to fall."

Her eye roll was inevitable. He hastily caught sight of her legs before they disappeared. He remained there for a few more minutes, watching like an eagle for any sign of distress, before she came down. He sat up. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail, her face and neck was wet with sweat, her chest was clad in a dark blue sports bra with a small cross bag trailing across and ending at her hip,