"You weren't afraid of him, was it? Not hiding yourself, and all that? Raised to be a perfect guest, or is the son you worry about? Does he hurt his son if they don't follow his wants and needs? Wow. He does sound like something you'd want to share a crème brulée with."

How can Amelie do this if she knows this? "These are the people you are with now?" Aoife swallows the angry tears clogging up her throat. "The ones I want to keep you from, that's what made you mad? How can you think that that was something that should keep me from you?"