Not a baby any longer. Not her baby. Not her Kore. It shattered her heart, broke her spirit. Standing before her was the girl - the woman - who was her daughter, but not the daughter who'd been taken from her. That smiling, dark-eyed beauty she would never get back.
"I can sympathize," Chloe answered, rubbing the back of her neck. "With the visions and... and missing you." Her hand reached out and laid atop Anne's to give it a squeeze. She'd missed her terribly; more than she could ever put into words. "Are - are your visions unpleasant? Or are they mostly good?"