Ray had plenty of money, so he would hardly miss what she walked away with!
"Daddy?" Lizzie called out when she heard her father call out for help. Walking outside, she saw him laying in the street. "Daddy!!!"
"It'll be okay, Lizzie. I'm so sorry."
Lizzie could only sob. "What am I going to do?"
Lizzie buried her face in his neck and savored the moment. It felt good to be loved....
Lizzie balked. "It's not that easy, Derek," she insisted.
"What's not so easy about it?"
"So? I love you!" Derek ran his hand down her cheek. "And I know you love me. Don't you?"
"Y... yes, you know I do, Derek. It's just... I can't..."
"Set a date, Lizzie. Let's get on with the rest of our lives," Derek said as he swept out the door.
Lizzie stared after his and buried her face in her hands.
Derek started to get out with her. "Then maybe we should go get in bed," he said suggestively.
"It's not that," Lizzie said tiredly. "I'm just tired."
"Say it," he demanded. "Say you love me more."
"I... I love you more, Derek..."
Seemingly satisfied, Derek walked away.