This, Sorrow, is a little piece of fanfic for your fanfiction. :D Chap. 10, specifically, and as you will see, I borrowed one my favorite lines from your work. Hope you enjoy it.
XI.
Solitude
{Heartbeat, a heartbeat, I need a heartbeat}
Suspended in this one moment, tears cascading, ceaseless, fireplace blazing, peaceful, her sniffling, noisy, his breathing, calm– she isn't aware why she came in the first place, back to Bevelle, her birth home, returning to a place that had mistreated her, accused her, branded her an outlaw all those years ago. Another lifetime. A life full of Sin. A life where Yuna met Tidus.
This life ain't worth living... without him...
But there are people who still care about her, who wish for her happiness, yet what is stopping her? Myself.
It's no longer about want anymore, it's need– need for a friend, a confidant, someone alive and awake, whose strong arms cradle her in his embrace, squeezing her in this solid warmth, this comforting presence of a man who exists, intoxicated by this unique scent, an oddly harmonious mixture of the temple's incense and his own cologne. She can't escape it; hunted by the cupid's arrow, Yuna is desparate, clinging on to illusory remnants of him, until her hapless hopes are slain by a golden stream of light.
Yuna came to Baralai in pieces, so he could make her whole.