Lea broke down in tears repeatedly this afternoon, claiming that she wanted to leave the house.

Finding comfort in the arms of Pete, she claimed: "There's no point proving a point to myself. It's making me feel worse. I'm not achieving anything by being here any more."

"But you're alright. Perfect Pete," she continued, then changing the subject to a sore point from several days ago. "I thought me and you were alright."

"We are," he insisted. "What made you think differently? We were cool. What changed it? And when did it change?"

Appearing distant, she continued: "You were wicked when you first came in here - dead funny. When I said that you changed, you flipped. It's like 'what?' I can see that you have."