From Underworld: Awakening
I dreamt of the day we would meet. Like a silly little girl. You're as cold as one already dead.
Yesterday, I was with your father. He was only a little further away from than you are now. I went to sleep. And when I awoke the next day, I learned that, overnight, 12 years had passed. And instead of the only man I ever loved, there stood a girl with his eyes. My heart is not cold. It's broken.