I can create a better life for Talia in the Guardians.
She got up without finishing her meal and escaped into the room where Talia was.
"This belongs to you, my Talia," Jenn whispered.
Talia awoke at her movement, her eyes as large and dark as Jenn's.
She'd never let him touch her again, but once was enough for Talia to grow in her belly.
Talia smiled back then tried hard to grip the pendant, fascinated by its shininess.
Talia caught it finally and held it up.
Talia played with the pendant.
At least Talia would have a family to care for her until Jenn returned.
"I might be gone awhile, Talia," she said.
Jenn set Talia back in her roughly hewn bassinet and rifled through the trunk containing the family's possessions.
She'd build a new life in the mortal world and kidnap Talia if necessary to get her child away from her family.
The memory of her Talia falling into the chasm returned, filling her thoughts.
There was nothing she could do for Talia, nothing that remained of the immortal world.
She'd given it to Talia before she left then reclaimed it after the first wave of the Schism ripped through the Immortal world.
My husband and father forbid it, locked me away until I had Talia, and believed a child would tame that part of me they couldn't.
My … Talia was dead.