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Chapter 2

Author: Wonderful Meow
Eleanor pushed her emotions down and started speaking slowly. "Okay. I'll go."

Leonard's childhood friends were all teasing her, and she couldn't come up with a good excuse to say no. Besides, she'd be leaving soon anyway. Whatever time they had left together was her last chance to be with Leonard. She told herself it was just a farewell.

Eleanor changed into something fresh and prepared to leave with Leonard. Once in the car, her eyes fell on the keychain dangling from his keys. It was a pink-and-white rabbit.

In the corner, she noticed the initials "RW". There was no doubt—Rachel had given it to him.

The keychain had been with Leonard for years but still looked brand new. Back then, Eleanor hadn't known where it came from. She'd even joked about wanting it for herself.

At the time, Leonard had just smiled and teased, "Ellie, this means a lot to me. What are you going to give me in return?"

She hadn't understood then. She'd even felt a hint of frustration that he wouldn't part with something as simple as a keychain. Now, it was clear—the keychain was something he truly valued.

"Why are you staring at that keychain again?" Leonard asked with a laugh. "You like it that much? I'll get you one made just like it."

His eyes crinkled into little crescents, warmth spreading through them like the quiet ripple of a stream.

There had been a time when Eleanor had loved those eyes more than anything. Now, she realized it was probably those very eyes that had made her believe he loved her.

Eleanor remained silent for a long moment before shaking her head. "No, Leo. I've outgrown wanting things like that."

Whether it was the keychain or Leonard's love, she no longer needed either.

Leonard smiled, ruffled her hair, and drove them to Fallsview Clubhouse. By the time they arrived, it was late, and the place was already packed.

As soon as the group spotted Eleanor, they started teasing, "It had to be the future Mrs. Bateman. Otherwise, Leonard wouldn't have bothered coming tonight."

Leonard led Eleanor to a seat, his arm casually draped around her.

The room was dimly lit, but his presence was unmistakable—calm, collected, and effortlessly commanding. Even in a room full of people, he stood out.

Aware of Eleanor's shy and reserved demeanor, he smoothly shifted the focus as the teasing went on.

"You've all had plenty to drink. Stay back from Ellie. You reek of alcohol," he said.

"Right," someone jumped in with a chuckle. "The future Mrs. Bateman doesn't drink, does she? Should we get her some juice or milk? I'll have someone bring it over."

Leonard usually kept Eleanor away from alcohol.

He gently brushed her hair and murmured, "How about milk?"

His voice was soft, his eyes filled with a quiet warmth. Eleanor had been drawn to that same gentleness ever since she was young, right up until now.

But now, it all felt tiresome. She'd lived long enough to know that kindness didn't necessarily equal love.

"Either's fine," she murmured.

The milk arrived quickly.

Everyone was careful around Eleanor, even stepping outside to smoke and avoiding the crude jokes that usually passed between the men. Still, she couldn't shake the sense of detachment.

Noticing her mood, Leonard asked softly, "Ellie, are you alright?"

The others turned to her, their faces etched with concern. "Future Mrs. Bateman, is everything alright? We know we can get a bit rowdy when we're having fun. Are you okay?"

Eleanor glanced around at them, her mind lingering on how affectionate Leonard's childhood friends had addressed Rachel earlier that day. She couldn't keep up the act any longer.

"I'm fine. It's just a little stuffy in here. I think I'll step outside for a moment," she said.

"Sure," Leonard said with a smile, draping her coat over her shoulders. "It's chilly out there. Don't forget to bundle up."

Without another word, Eleanor stepped out of the private room.

The night breeze carried a faint chill. Eleanor looked up at the vast stretch of stars sprinkled across the sky. Thoughts of her days with Leonard drifted through her mind, leaving behind a quiet, persistent ache.

Rachel was the one Leonard had loved but could never reach. But hadn't he been the same for Eleanor? In the end, he was never hers to hold onto.

Eleanor's expression turned wistful.

Just then, a familiar figure came into view. It was Rachel, dressed in white, her features faintly mirroring Eleanor's, with an air of both softness and detachment.

Eleanor stiffened, surprised by her appearance. She had been sure Leonard would make certain their paths never crossed, yet here Rachel was, undoubtedly invited by him.

Suddenly, Leonard's words rang in her mind. "I'm not going anywhere unless the future Mrs. Bateman is up for it."

Was he referring to her or Rachel?

Eleanor clenched her fists. A heavy, suffocating weight settled over her chest, and before she could talk herself out of it, she followed Rachel.

The door to the private room was slightly open, enough to let a thin line of light slip through. Rachel pushed the door open and walked in, her confidence showing she was no stranger to Leonard's childhood friends.

The group greeted her with broad grins and lively chatter.

"Future Mrs. Bateman, you're here! Leonard's been waiting for you."

"No joke. Leonard was in a real funk before you showed up," one of them chimed in.

"Knock it off," Leonard said dryly, though he didn't stop Rachel from sitting beside him.

Eleanor took it all in, but her heart remained oddly steady, almost detached.

As she'd expected, everyone in Leonard's circle knew Rachel well. To them, it seemed, the title of "future Mrs. Bateman" had always been hers.

Just then, Eleanor's phone buzzed with a new text. She opened it and saw a message from Leonard.

"Don't worry. I'll keep my distance from other women. I'm just hanging with the guys, having a few drinks."

Attached was a picture of him holding a drink.

This was how they typically kept in touch. When it came to love, Eleanor wasn't any different from anyone else. She had her doubts and her moments of possessiveness. To calm her worries, Leonard always made sure to check in whenever they were apart.

But the next instant, Eleanor's gaze fell on Leonard's arm, resting over Rachel's shoulders. The two looked so close, almost like they were a pair.

The man who had just vowed to steer clear of other women was now entangled with the one person she couldn't stand.

As Eleanor took it all in, something inside her withered and went numb. Maybe it was time to put an end to this.

She took out her phone and booked a flight back to Javensburg. Her departure was set for 29 days from now.
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