she blindly gazed at the lake before her. The water numbed her feet, but she didn't care. She was already cold. She watched a seaplane taxi up to the other dock and a few passengers jump out, happy to have reached their destination. She turned her attention back towards the water and caught her reflection in the black lake. She pushed her hair behind her ears and rubbed her puffy eyes with her fingertips as another seaplane taxied toward the neighboring dock. The sun was starting to set and soon and she would be alone.
She had believed that her confidence had been coming from Nicole in the last few months, but her conversation with Sam had proven it was Mackenzie who had brought about the true change in her.
She started to feel awful for how she left him, and hoped she hadn't hurt him. In her heart, she knew otherwise. As she swirled the water with her feet, she wondered if she would just be a footnote in Mackenzie's life. Would she be someone he ran into at a party and tried to avoid? The thought made her sad and she suddenly wanted to call him, but didn't know what to say. The only think she could think to say wa s I love you . She felt a pain in her chest, and closed her eyes knowing only now how much that statement rung true.
A tear fell from her cheek as she raised her head. As she watched another seaplane taxi, she saw it contained a single passenger. In the rear cabin sat a man with auburn hair and a face she knew well. She stared at the plane perplexed as it nosed towards the dock and killed its engine. The door to the rear cabin flew open, and Mackenzie bolted from the plane. His face was stern and focused, and he looked as though he was about to take off running down the dock in a in a full sprint. Lizzie realized she was holding her breath and couldn't move as she stared at him. In his hand, he held the shawl she had left at the restaurant. His eyes moved in her direction and he immediately stopped.
Their eyes locked for several moments and finally, his stern face transformed into an exhausted calm.
He was here.
She had believed that her confidence had been coming from Nicole in the last few months, but her conversation with Sam had proven it was Mackenzie who had brought about the true change in her.
She started to feel awful for how she left him, and hoped she hadn't hurt him. In her heart, she knew otherwise. As she swirled the water with her feet, she wondered if she would just be a footnote in Mackenzie's life. Would she be someone he ran into at a party and tried to avoid? The thought made her sad and she suddenly wanted to call him, but didn't know what to say. The only think she could think to say wa s I love you . She felt a pain in her chest, and closed her eyes knowing only now how much that statement rung true.
A tear fell from her cheek as she raised her head. As she watched another seaplane taxi, she saw it contained a single passenger. In the rear cabin sat a man with auburn hair and a face she knew well. She stared at the plane perplexed as it nosed towards the dock and killed its engine. The door to the rear cabin flew open, and Mackenzie bolted from the plane. His face was stern and focused, and he looked as though he was about to take off running down the dock in a in a full sprint. Lizzie realized she was holding her breath and couldn't move as she stared at him. In his hand, he held the shawl she had left at the restaurant. His eyes moved in her direction and he immediately stopped.
Their eyes locked for several moments and finally, his stern face transformed into an exhausted calm.
He was here.
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