"Your ears have nothing to do with it, for me. I'm aware what they mean to you, but that's not relevant here."

Annabel takes a deep breath.

"There was a woman I knew, once. No, more than once, as each time we met, she had changed a little. At one point, she disguised herself as a man, to court me. And I think there's a chance she was the one who killed me."

But she doesn't know the full story. She can't know the full story, yet.