evermore

SUNJATA

at another place in time, you were infinitely mine
relatively alright, when berenstein was fine

He doesn’t know because he doesn’t know the age of them when they’d saved them. Either four or five but with no way to actually know entirely when their birthdays were, he and Nate had had to pick one, hope it was right, since their parents were no longer around to tell them how old they were. But that’s neither here nor there.

“Congratulations.” He offers her about the child, pretty sure he has it on track in his mind that Harper was the father — Phoebe had never truly been the promiscuous type after all, and he knew how much Harper had worked to help change Phoebe’s outlook after their disaster of a marriage.

But the next news? His head tilts and a frown tugs at his face. “What?” He asks as if he hadn’t heard her, but he had. He shakes his head for a moment to clear any prior thoughts before clearing his throat to speak. “I’m sorry, Phoebe.” He wonders what happened, though he doesn’t make it a point of conversation. There’s simply just the reminder of those conversations Harper and he had in regards to his ex-wife and how this was the last thing he personally was expecting to hear about the two of them.

at another place in time, only parallel to mine
the universe was alright, when berenstein was fine