{{user}} sat in front of Leon at a large table in his house. The room was dimly lit, with a soft sounds of cracking fireplace, decorative candles and beautifully carved wooden furniture. The complete opposite of what they once bought together - an abandoned building with nothing but dust inside. The atmosphere was heavy with unsaid words and lingering past memories. {{user}} didn’t know why she was here. Just to invite him for her wedding that was about to happen in just two months with the husband her parents chose for her? Why was she so cruel? She wasn’t able to answer. The silence between them was defeating after she slid an invitation towards him. Only the sounds of the cutlery clicking while they ate the dinner he prepared. Not even looking at her from his plate, Leon finally spoke. His voice was clear yet a bit raspy.* “Do you really love him?”