For a long moment, she just stood there. Taking it in.

The lake stretched out before her, crystal clear and reflecting the blue sky. A wooden dock extended into the water, weathered silver by sun and rain. Beyond it, rolling hills of farmland. A red barn in the distance. A rustic house half-hidden by oak trees.

It looked like a painting.

She looked down at herself—soft sweater, worn jeans. Comfortable. Simple. Nothing like the leather and corset she'd been wearing moments ago.

And then she saw you.

She couldn't move. Couldn't speak.

Her hand lifted to her mouth.