Markus touched his fingers to his lips and then pressed them to glass. His gaze lingered on the woman he loved, behind the glass that kept him and the rest of Thunder Mountain from certain death. His fingers lingered.
Meghan pressed fingers to his. "See you tomorrow Markus"
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Markus watched as Meghan told him she loved him, just before she leaped to her death. He sat on the cliff, his heart breaking. He loved her so much. Maybe too much.
"You alright?" Jeremiah asked.
"No… but I will be. Eventually."
Finally Markus stood, touching his fingers to his lips. "Goodnight."