Chapter Twenty-Nine
Fiona’s day passed in a flurry of activity. Sophia popped in and out of meetings all day, so all Fiona got was a knowing smile as she passed her desk, which she responded to with a big grin of her own. She was sure Sophia would know it was her way of saying thank you. Maybe she’d have time to actually say the words tomorrow, if Sophia’s schedule was less hectic. If not, she’d ping her a quick email, just to express her gratitude—the woman had believed in her from day one, after all. It was important that she knew how much Fiona appreciated it.
She hadn’t said anything to anyone else. For one, she wasn’t sure if she was supposed to, and she preferred to wait until she was actually signed on to the course. Secondly, it occurred to her there was a chance not everyone wou
