Lizzie was a little bit worried. Her life was a complete disorder and she was lost. When someone have a son, is pregnant and have three lovers, and when this same person don't know which way is the best anymore, it's so hard. Lizzie didn't want to think about that. She didn't even want to talk about it. She just wanted to live her life, without shame or limit... She remembered a time when she was younger, she made what pleased her when she wanted it. A period when she was with Milo. One day he was her best friend, the day after they were sex-friends : it was the story of two teenagers who were free. Sometimes, Lizzie wondered if today, with her little bit irresponsible attitude, she finally refuse to grow up ? Maybe she was too much linked to the rebel's life, her life of debauchery and spontaneity. And now, she just felt stuck. If only one second, she had been able to speak to Milo, maybe he would understand what she was feeling, as he had always accepted her as she had always been. But unfortunatlely, they didn't speak to each other anymore. They had grown up, they had become adults and they couldn't talk about their relation from the past. Nevertheless, with Milo, she never had any embarrassment, and Lizzie needed to find back her friend.

Lizzie was near the lake, sat in the grass on the bank, she looked at her reflection on the surface of the water. She's wearing mini-shorts and a large tee-shirt - which looked like a dress to hide the small slightly round belly. The mother-to-be needed freedom and escape. She wanted that somebody was just with her here but that he didn't judge her. Why was she sure that this person could be only Milo ? At the present time of the day, people passed by the lake, but Lizzie didn't look at them. And then she saw Milo who was passing there. Usually, she avoided his glance and she ignored him. But today, suddenly, she stared at him, she turned her gaze on the young man's face and she observed him, with a light smile. Was he going to understand her message ? Was he going to come to her ? Lizzie was afraid that once again he ignored her and passed away. She could understand that he ran away, she didn't deserve his company, he owned her nothing. Whatever, they had to face their past, they had to face their relation and try to get things better. She tried to say something, but she couldn't speak. She was just hoping that Milo had seen her. Or maybe he didn't recognize her, which it couldn't be really surprising... But in the deep of her mind, she's hoping that he was going to stop there and come by her side. Lizzie really needed a friend, she needed her friend, this friend, right now.