Her son didn't turn away from the window at the sound her voice. No doubt he must have found it strange to know that she followed him. It was something that usually was done by his father if anyone bothered to do it at all. She felt her heart clench at the reminder of all of the failures she'd made in his life. Was there enough time to make up for them? Or was she doomed to never be able to atone for her many mistakes? She had to push aside the thoughts of the day she told Rodolphus she was pregnant and wanted to keep it. There had been so much hope inside of her that day. Surprised that she'd been excited to learn she was pregnant again, she took it as a sign that she needed to try to make her marriage work. The blocked memory came bursting forth days after she learned about the truth of the staircase incident. She'd woken up in tears. Damn Rodolphus for his treachery! If her daughter had lived and they were able to become a stronger family, maybe all of their lives would've been better. Sadly, she would never know if that was the truth.