But he stopped, his eyes widening. Fuck. No. Unless we're talking Project Freel--no, because she wouldn't have recognized him then. Six days. Six fucking days, and he would have at least heard about it in some capacity, especially with how easy she was explaining it now, with that look like he should remember this.
He didn't remember this. He couldn't, because he hadn't fucking lived it yet.
"Carolina, when was the last time you saw me? What was happening?"
He shouldn't ask. He shouldn't, couldn't, but fuck he had to know for sure that she wasn't crazy, that she was from a different point in their messed up timeline.
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But he stopped, his eyes widening. Fuck. No. Unless we're talking Project Freel--no, because she wouldn't have recognized him then. Six days. Six fucking days, and he would have at least heard about it in some capacity, especially with how easy she was explaining it now, with that look like he should remember this.
He didn't remember this. He couldn't, because he hadn't fucking lived it yet.
"Carolina, when was the last time you saw me? What was happening?"
He shouldn't ask. He shouldn't, couldn't, but fuck he had to know for sure that she wasn't crazy, that she was from a different point in their messed up timeline.