Phoebe
The Nightingale
"Yeah!" she said, laughing brightly at his hesitance now.
Thankfully, rings seemed a good compromise, and she kissed him back easily as he agreed. Of course, there was another caveat. To be his - permanently. She had made such a promise to Sunjata once, and him to her. And look how that all ended. That was the frailty of words - they could be easily squashed by action should one not hold them to heart. But Phoebe was not so weak in character as her ex-husband, who flitted from pleasure to pleasure without a care for anyone but himself. "So long as you don't cheat on me, then of course I will." she said with a light laugh. The weight of it perhaps hit her less than it hit him, the want of children of far greater importance to her than the rings or their meaning. But she could give him that promise, if it helped him feel more secure. She remembered that feeling, and unlike Sunjata had done for her, she would not fail Harper in this.
"So...we need to find rings then?" she asked with a bright smile.
Thankfully, rings seemed a good compromise, and she kissed him back easily as he agreed. Of course, there was another caveat. To be his - permanently. She had made such a promise to Sunjata once, and him to her. And look how that all ended. That was the frailty of words - they could be easily squashed by action should one not hold them to heart. But Phoebe was not so weak in character as her ex-husband, who flitted from pleasure to pleasure without a care for anyone but himself. "So long as you don't cheat on me, then of course I will." she said with a light laugh. The weight of it perhaps hit her less than it hit him, the want of children of far greater importance to her than the rings or their meaning. But she could give him that promise, if it helped him feel more secure. She remembered that feeling, and unlike Sunjata had done for her, she would not fail Harper in this.
"So...we need to find rings then?" she asked with a bright smile.
love is the flower you've got to let grow
