“ D ear Nadia, sorry I had to kill your boyfriend, but it was the motherly thing to do. Suicide, however, not very motherly of me. I ran from my enemies for 500 years, and then one day, I stopped. Now a new enemy wants me dead. Sure I could run from the Travelers, but there’s still one enemy that I can never escape, time. So call it pride or vanity, but after the life that I’ve led, I refuse to drift off into the sunset. Good-bye, Nadia.”
