Phoebe
I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
At first, she was a little confused. If Rex had children, why had she never mentioned it before? She was a midwife after all, it was usually the first thing someone brought up after finding that out. But she stayed quiet, listening in silence as Rexanna told her tale. She had known her friend's past to be tragic, but to hear the details, to know the depths of darkness she had walked through, cast a dark shadow over everything; even the sun seeming to dim with grief at the revelation. Her heart beat painfully in her chest, lungs tightening at the sheer horror and madness of the situation. Under the best of circumstances such travesties could occur. But for someone to go out of their way to make the situation so dire - over something so terribly petty - and then blame her for it? It was incomprehensible cruelty.
"Oh Rex..." she breathed sympathetically, her eyes brimming with tears by the time she glanced back at her. In an instant her arms were around her shoulders in a comforting embrace. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know..." she said, not having intended to bring up such a painful subject to her. It was wrong. Just wrong. Hers was a suffering Phoebe would not wish upon her worst enemies and yet it was one her dear friend had to bear.
