No sudden cold, no frantic warnings, no terror.

All of that had dissolved a long time ago, and what stood in its place was only the quiet warmth of remembering.

I have thought about why the visions stopped, and I believe I understand it now, though I would not try to prove it to anyone.

Tessa did not come to Veronica out of some restless haunting, the way the ghost stories go.

She came because something was terribly wrong and unfinished — because the truth of her death was about to be burned away, and her child was about to be left in the hands of the man who killed her, and a love that fierce could not rest while those things stood.