Whenever love passes on it turns into a miserable phantom--- My heart weighs weighty, mists float gradually by as if stood up, left at the altar, where is the sun? There, look up, way up overhead, Dare I hope to see you tomorrow? There will be no tomorrow, there will be no marriage.
The surprised Charr attack left Alice and many others dead. For Alice though, she did not pass on, her heartbreak wouldn't allow it.