He doesn’t know what’s more beautiful - seeing her dance or
seeing her skate.
He just knows that the power her small body produces is
incredible, the passion on her face breathtaking, the fluidity and grace with
which she moves awe-inspiring.
And he observes her and Charlie glide, jaw slack. She is so magnetic that he could watch her
forever and never tire, never get bored.
He decides that it seeing her lose herself in something she
loves that it most beautiful.
She spins, moves her arm in front of her as she looks up to
the sky, exhaling slowly. She looks like
an angel, or a perfect porcelain doll.
She looks like Meryl.
He decides it is she that is most beautiful.
* * *
He runs out onto the ice, slipping and sliding but getting
to her eventually. He hears someone run
over to Charlie, so he focuses completely on her, bending over to stare into her
Her eyes are closed.
“Baby?” he whispers, wanting to shake her, wanting to touch her, but being afraid he would
hurt her. “Baby, wake up. Open your eyes.”
And he sees every moment with her flip through his brain,
like pictures in a scrapbook. He panics,
because they end so quickly. He needs
more time with her, damn it, because this can’t be it, this can’t be over.
He just got her.
“Baby,” he cries, tears streaming down his face. “Please wake up. I can’t lose you. Wake up for me.”
Her eyes fly open.
And the most profound sense of relief washes over him.
‘Maks,” she whispers hoarsely.
“I’m here, baby.
Don’t move. Doctors are on their
way. It’s all going to be okay.”
* * *
“I’m glad to see you standing up for yourself.”
“What, that interview?
I was just sick of being asked questions about my relationships while
Charlie gets asked about future plans and projects and stuff. It’s annoying. So I said something.”
“Still, it’s nice to see.
You might have not done that not that long ago.”
“You’ve helped me with that, you know.”
“Yeah. You taught me
how to advocate for myself more, how to speak up when I think something isn’t
right. It’s…thank you for that,
Maks. It means so much.”
“It was all you, princess, always. I just got to watch as you grew.“