Chapter 55

• Lena's intuition was unwavering, her gaze sharp as she contemplated the implications of his connection with Ava. Her words cut through the air, her concern tangible, "Is there something more between you and that little girl..." she began, only to be interrupted by Leon's forceful correction, "Ava." The intensity of his response was a testament to the significance of her name, to the fact that she wasn't just some incidental figure in his life.
• Lena's words continued, her voice steady as she addressed the conflict that had arisen, "Don't forget who you are. You are Leon Miller. And that girl, Ava, or whatever, is making you weak." Her words struck a chord, igniting a clash between the past he had known and the emotions that were now testing the limits of his resolve. The dichotomy of his identity was laid bare before him, and the question lingered – what if this connection was a trap, a vulnerability that could be exploited?.
• Leon's retort, "I am not weak," echoed in the room, an adamant proclamation that attempted to shield his vulnerability from Lena's scrutiny. Yet, his defiance was met with a heavy sigh from Lena, an exhale that held within it the weight of her own concerns and her unyielding resolve. She continued speaking, her words a force of their own, detached from his assertion, as if she had made up her mind to lay bare her convictions regardless of his response.