Rory's heart skipped a beat. She didn't know what to say. Secretly, she wanted nothing more than to sit down with Jess and catch up on everything that happened over the past years. She wanted to laugh, discuss the latest book she had read, reach across the table and grab his hands, smile, gaze into his eyes, and catch those rare moments when he let his face betray his emotions.

But she knew that she shouldn't - no - couldn't let her wants get the best of her. Rory glanced over her shoulder at the passenger in her new car. She could tell even from this far away that he was growing angrier by the moment. And a part of her wanted nothing more than to make him happy.

She turned back around and glanced into Jess's eyes. Even though he would deny it and tried his hardest to mask his emotions, she could tell that he was growing sadder with every moment that passed without an answer. The tiny spark that had once been in his eyes was slowly fading, and an even bigger part of her wanted nothing more than to make it reappear.