Paths to the eternal heart

mplex and passionate relationship had been taken. Their paths, though

on the terrace, had returned to the great hall, her mind still full of her conversation with Alex. She searched her eyes f

e bar. But even as he exchanged jokes and anecdotes, he couldn't get Camille out of his mind

involuntary smile played across her lips as she watched him laugh and chat

, who turned to meet Camille's gaze. He apo

e says, a warm s

not to let this opportunity slip away. "I wanted to ma

Alex said sincerely. "Ma

ched by his attenti

party fading behind them. The cool of the night env

Camille began, breaking the silen

to admit I wasn't expecting to

me?" asked Cam

, despite her tough exterior, posses

took the time to see beyond his façade. "Th

e's limousine. The driver waited

e we'll see each other," Alex s

k a business card out of her handbag. "H

a grateful smile. "I'll

usness washing over her. As the car pulled away, she looked out of the

ner, his heart still pounding at the thought of Camille. This encounter had changed someth

lay back in bed, Camille's business card on his bedside table. He promised himsel

y city. This meeting with Alex had been a breath of fresh air, a welcome break in her

led Camille a few days later, and their conversation continued where it had left off. Thus began a series

t evening at the Ritz. And although challenges lay ahead, Alex and C

ts. Camille's business card remained on his bedside table, a constant reminder of their meeti

e-mails, when her phone rang. Seeing the

wondering if you'd be ava

ed. "Yes, Alex. It would be a plea

r the view of the Louvre is

rfect. W

we say

ee you toni

the glass pyramid of the Louvre, illuminated under the twilight Paris sky. Alex was already t

d, rising to greet her

dress, smiled back at him. "Thank y

plore the menu. After ordering their

was you

usual. But I must say, I've been looking

ense, but I couldn't stop t

eir passions, even their fears. Camille found herself opening up more th

ally admire what you've accomplished. Run

but it's what I do. Sometimes I wish th

k it's those very challen

appreciation. "You're right,

to take a stroll through the gardens of the Louvre. Under the dim lights a

derful evening," says Cami

"Camille, I don't want to rush things,

. She appreciated his honesty and

pproached slowly, and Camille didn't draw back. Their lips touched in a soft, tender

le murmured, "Thank you

Camille. S

strengthened by this magical evening. They knew there were challenges ahead, but fo

the future suddenly seemed fu