didn’t abandon her,” Aloisa snapped. “And I’d watch my tongue on things I don’t know about. How many children have you had? How many around you were being killed or accused of witchcraft? What were the persecutions like? How many countries have you had to flee to keep your loved ones safe?” My hands clenched into fists. “I—” “Furthermore”—Aloisa widened her stance as if ready for a fight—“would you have the spine to do it if it needed to be done? Could you shelve your selfish desires for love and sex and romance if your family—if your child—needed you? What do you know of sacrifice?”
