"Because no one else is." It's the terrifying truth. Someone has to be first, has to draw the fire. Which is why she wishes she could ignore all of it.

But the Widdowson name is an old one. Five hundred years ago, they were a force to be reckoned with. Then, the curse had taken hold, and their prominence decreased. There was still a legacy to the name, though. It couldn't just be brushed aside or shouted down.

Besides, it was just as safe to do this as it was to do anything else for her. At least this, she could believe in.

"It's insane. I know it is. But I'm doing it. I need to."