Three months later Mackenzie was in a severe depression. She hadn't gone back to work yet but Sam had. Whenever he was on the road Mackenzie spent most of her time crying. What happened to her was bad enough but, not being able to have a family with Sam was crippling.
Sam was on the bus. Steve sat down next to him.
"What's up?" Steve asked.
"I'm worried Mackenzie." "She thinks I don't, but I hear her crying all the time." "I think she's depressed." "I don't know what to do." "I don't know how to help her."
Two nights later Sam was sitting up in bed. Mackenzie came into the room wearing a silk black nightgown. She got on the bed. Sam looked at her.
"Wanna have sex?" She asked.
"Are you sure you're ready?"
"Yes." They kissed. She just wanted to feel normal again. He laid her down underneath him. When he went to take off her nightgown she had a panic attack. She pushed him off of her and sat up. "I can't." "I'm sorry." "I can't, I can't." She started crying. He hugged her.
"It's ok Mackenzie, it's ok."
The next evening Sam had just gotten home from skating.
"I'm home." "Mackenzie?" He went into the kitchen. There was a letter addressed to him on the kitchen island. Mackenzie's engagement ring was on top of the letter. It read.
Dear Sam,
This is the hardest thing I've ever written. I'm not in a very good place right now. I bought out my contract from Tony. I can't wrestle right now or do anything else. As much as I want to, I can't marry you. It's not fair to you. You did absolutely nothing wrong. Please don't blame yourself, it's all me. I need to be alone right now. I'm moving to another state. Please never doubt that I love you. I know I hurt you and I'm so sorry. I hope you can forgive me one day. I hope you find love and happiness. That's all I want for you.
Mackenzie
Sam was absolutely devastated.