I believe that the darkness reminds us where light can be
Phoebe looked down immediately, thoroughly chided by Frey’s words. It stung but…Frey didn’t promise to always be kind, especially when kindness wasn’t what was needed. ”Do you think I am not ready for that?” she asked hesitantly. She had a feeling she wasn’t going to like their answer, but she valued their thoughts enough to ask anyways. She personally thought she was, and she so desperately wanted them that to her it wasn’t a risk but…Frey had a broader, less personal view of it.
But then something caught her ear, a tiny detail she had missed before.
”Wait…what do you mean, miscarriages?” she asked slowly, color beginning to drain from her face. as far as Phoebe knew, she had only ever gotten pregnant and miscarried once – Emmett’s child. She had been so ill with the blight and the miscarriage so early that she didn’t know about the second child she had very briefly conceived with Sunjata.
But then something caught her ear, a tiny detail she had missed before.
”Wait…what do you mean, miscarriages?” she asked slowly, color beginning to drain from her face. as far as Phoebe knew, she had only ever gotten pregnant and miscarried once – Emmett’s child. She had been so ill with the blight and the miscarriage so early that she didn’t know about the second child she had very briefly conceived with Sunjata.
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