Ellen ran up to Evan and began sliding across the floor when she caught up to him, "Monsieur, if you could spare a moment?"

"Amelia, darling, do you mind?" he asked.

"No, I suppose not." she said. "I told you I was not the jealous type, no?"

"Thank you for understanding," Evan leaned over and kissed her on the forehead before following Ellen.

"Evan." Ellen sighed as he caught up with her. "How can you lead the poor girl on like that?"

"I don't know what you mean."

"You write a love letter for Ophelia and you mean to tell me you still love Amelia?"

"I've moved on," he replied. "That letter was just for a bit of fun."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yes!" Ellen looked deep into his eyes; she could tell he was lying. "No.I suppose not."

"Then break it off with Amelia before you hurt her."

"But if I'm not sure, how can I be sure I'll hurt her? Shouldn't I wait till I know?"

"Well.perhaps. But you better figure this out quick!"

"I know.I know."

"Alright then, phone me when you get home."

"I will."

Evan took Amelia back in his arm. He regretted having that last conversation. His head and heart were in a furious battle. Which would win? Which would decide? Would his heart lead him the right way? Or should he use his head and try to figure out his own way?

Ophelia bit her lip as she walked out of the playhouse. She was looking around for.something. What was it that she was looking for? She, herself, did not know. Although she was blind to it, she wanted Evan. She wanted to be with him every single moment. She dug deeper into Eric's embrace. What was going on in her heart?

"I do love Amelia," Evan had been on the phone with Ellen for hours.

"Then why did you right that poem for Ophelia?"

"I-I-I don't know! I must have just been feeling guilty about not telling Amelia about the night before."

"And why didn't you tell her?"

"I told you! I don't know!"

"It's because you love Ophelia! Admit it to yourself and don't break the poor girl's heart!"

"Like I would do that after."

"I know you wouldn't, but you might. Please break it off now," Ellen was begging him to leave Amelia by this point.

"I have to go now, Ellen. I have a date with Amelia. Goodbye"

"Goodbye."

Sorry this one is so short, but I'm leaving for a week and I figured I should post one last chapter before I left!