When I met Jez back in the day, we were twins. Not absolutely alike, but enough similar so that we could have passed for sisters, or different iterations of the same woman.
I used to almost have a mother-in-law. I despised the woman then, and I pity her now. From what my ex-fiance said, she was once a person very much like me. She isn't, anymore. I look at my former almost-mother-in-law, and I don't see her. I see a woman-shaped shell, a person who defines herself through those around her.
When I saw Jez again, I saw the beginnings of her turning into my former almost-mother-in-law. That scares me beyond belief.