" This is for me," Mia whispered. "The me who never was. The me who lived in peace and married someone beautiful and perhaps held a daughter in her arms. The me who never knew the taste of blood, or the smell of poison, or the kiss of steel. The me you killed, just as surely as you killed the rest of them. "

― Jay Kristoff , Darkdawn (The Nevernight Chronicle, #3)