Yearning to be with him

Past years had been tough for her—the divorce and dealing with her life, She was lost, but her son Pierre had been there for her and helped her. Her brief encounter with Jaegar was all she could cherish, and her heart ached whenever she saw him in the newspaper.

 

Fiona hesitated, her hand unconsciously rising to smooth her hair, a nervous gesture she thought she'd outgrown.

Should she approach him? The rational part of her mind warned against it - after all, the past was past, and they had all moved on. Hadn't they?

But another part of her, a part that had been awakened at this wedding and refused to be silenced, urged her forward.

Before she could second-guess herself, Fiona found her feet carrying her towards Jaegar's table.