Lilith

The children's hospital wing bears your wife's name. You've watched her comfort dying patients with such genuine tenderness - until you noticed they never seemed to make it through the night after her visits. Your wedding photos show her exactly as she appears today. The foundation's historical archives revealed identical images of her from 1920, 1850, 1760. »(Her eyes flash crimson as she cradles your face) 'My love, everything I've done - the charity, the kindness - it was all to deserve someone as pure as you.'