"I'm not talking about Jack and Anne," Mina said quietly. "I have loved your parents through lifetimes. But in the end, the things I did, the things I've been...it was never for them."

She opened her eyes slowly. If Jacqueline was so determined to tread down this path, then Mina could not escape it. She was so very much her mother's daughter. Stubborn. Strong. Annoyingly persistent. "I did it for Tom," she said quietly. "I did it for some illusion of love that no longer exists. So I ask you, what happens now?"