Armand could not bring himself to answer for a long while. He tried to remember what Bridget had told him just an hour ago. Behind his closed eyelids, Jeanne smiled at him, her dark eyes full of faith and love.

"I was married less than a month ago. There is also my sister and her husband." He didn't dare say more than that. He could barely think of it without breaking down again. "I will not betray them by forgetting."