"Marian?"
"Not exactly…"
Not exactly?
"Hello, sis."
He blood freezes in her veins. No. She stumbles, she has to sit, this can't be, this must be another nightmare.
But Gold's face, serious as death, tells another story. He knows. He has always known.
Her heart sinks, it falls at her feet and down in hell, because she's worried. Worried doesn't even describe how she feels. Roland, sweet little Roland who has already lost his mother, and gone through two curses – with her crazy sister…
As always, because of her.
If something happens, because of her, she could never forgive herself.