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Isaac sat silently, aware of every breath Leanne took but pretending not to be. Having nothing more to say, he waited until she eventually left. He supposed she didn’t either, considering she didn’t wait around too much longer before leaving.
That was not how he’d imagined their reunion going. So many times, he’d imagined them running across the sand toward each other, like in the movies, and he’d sweep her up in his arms. They might even tumble to the ground, kissing passionately as the waves washed over them.
But what had just happened?
That was the opposite of passionate kisses in the ocean. It was…burned toast that had been tossed into the ocean. And then eaten by a shark, only to be spit back out again. And then eaten by a child, who found it after it had washed up on the sand.
