Wills Waltson glanced at her helplessly: "Today is not the proper time."

"Wills Waltson, the situation that I must face cannot be solved by just fleeing. I don't want to say anything to persuade you because you understand all of this logic. I only want to know the truth, is that too much to ask?"

Wills Waltson rose up, a dissatisfied expression on his face "Not today, I muttered. Not right now."

He turned and walked away.

Rather than saying he left, it would be more accurate to say he opted to flee once more.

He thought that he could delay it day by day.

He didn't want her to...