Eleanor smiled to herself. Park didn't love her. She knew. And she wondered why did she ever fool herself holding on to something that was clearly rotten. She loved him. But she loved him the way you love an old toy. Not like a current present lover that has the power of sweeping you off your feet. She needed to let him go. She never though she would have the strength to do so because… well because it was Park. What other reason could there have been? But the past should never bind the future.
She smiled, and then started crying. A mixture of emotions that wanted to exit each part of her body and confuse her. Fear, terror, desperation, happiness, understanding, preparation, excitement. Everything. Park had changed her life. She could never repay him. But maybe she didn't have to repay him. Maybe and just maybe, she had managed to change his just as much.
She looked at the sky, and waited for Park to arrive in order to have their conversation.
Eleanor was not ready to let him go from his life. But she was ready to admit she was not the person whom she should spend the rest of her life with. Maybe Park would feel relieved. She knew he would. She, again, remembered how he did look at her as an old toy that you no longer want to play with. And she, on the other hand, couldn't wait to fly free. She put 'It ends tonight' by All American Rejects and waited. She saw Park arrive, and then prepared for the most difficult conversation she would have in her life. Her mind was made. No turning back now.