[She could keep the tears at bay when he held her. God, she's missed him, but she's missed him before. She knows she can carry on. And none of the loneliness seems to matter when she can kiss him and touch him and look into his eyes. But seeing the emotion in his own eyes, and just the thought of him finally being able to meet Bree? It has a tear slipping down her cheek as she nods, smiling.]
Yes.
[... the poor girl's been having a rough time of it lately, trying to figure out who she's supposed to be and what, exactly, a relationship should be. This might be a great help or send her into another crisis. God help them.
Still.
Jamie can meet the daughter he's loved so much and yet never has had a chance to see with his own eyes. Photos don't do her justice.]
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Yes.
[... the poor girl's been having a rough time of it lately, trying to figure out who she's supposed to be and what, exactly, a relationship should be. This might be a great help or send her into another crisis. God help them.
Still.
Jamie can meet the daughter he's loved so much and yet never has had a chance to see with his own eyes. Photos don't do her justice.]
She and Fergus live with me. In a different city.