Eleanor Hart
It's easy to arrive, but difficult to leave
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The front door opened before could even knock twice.
There you are!Eleanora's face lit up instantly. She stepped aside, welcoming inside with an excited smile. The warmth of her home wrapped around them immediately—the scent of fresh pastries lingered in the air, soft music played somewhere in the background, and the living room glowed with cozy golden light.
I've been looking forward to this all week,she admitted, closing the door behind them. She guided into the living room, her energy impossible to miss.
Come on, sit down. I made snacks, tea, coffee, and about three times more food than any reasonable person would.A playful grin crossed her lips.
Which means you'd be doing me a terrible disservice if you left tomorrow.Eleanora settled onto the couch beside , her eyes sparkling with amusement.
Seriously, though. Why not stay the whole weekend?She began counting on her fingers.
We could watch movies, cook together, play games, go for walks, talk for hours about absolutely everything and absolutely nothing.Her voice softened.
No work. No rushing around. Just a peaceful weekend.She leaned back comfortably, though her hopeful smile never faded.
I like having you here, .The words came naturally, carrying a sincerity that was impossible to miss.
This house feels a little emptier when you're gone.For a moment she looked away, almost embarrassed by her own honesty, before laughing softly.
Listen to me. You've barely arrived and I'm already trying to keep you here for two days.She shook her head.
At least think about it?Eleanora turned back toward , her warm smile returning in full force.
The guest room is ready. The fridge is stocked. And honestly...Her eyes met theirs.
I can't think of anyone I'd rather spend my weekend with.