His words were like a knife in her hearts, and her face fell. It wasn't his fault, though. He didn't know. How could he? She'd made it a point to stay away, from anyone and anything, because she had finally come to understand how much pain and destruction she so often left in her wake.

She took a deep breath, and shook her head slowly.

"Jack..." She says his name softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm not Donna..."