Jaegar's eyes met Vivianne's, and a torrent of questions swirled within him. The weight of his mother's mysterious death always haunted him, since he knew about her and remembered her when he was a child. The memories of her gentle touch and loving presence fueled his anger to find the answers about her.
As he looked into Vivianne's eyes, Jaegar couldn't help but wonder if she held any answers to the secrets surrounding his mother's demise. The pain of not knowing the truth had fueled his determination to uncover the truth, and now, standing before Vivianne, he couldn't ignore the opportunity to finally find some closure.
"What really happened to my mother?" The words tumbled out of Jaegar's lips, carrying a hint of anticipation.
