[ She's bluescreening fast. This is exactly why she cut off the recording. 'My father'. Cole. So, this Chris was definitely Cole's son. In some world she doesn't know because she had that memory before here. It couldn't be a lie. Phoebe and Paige tried to convince her she and Leo conceived a kid... who she now knew was their Chris.
This didn't add up. She didn't want to believe all those memories from the past few months were lies. They were the only things she had. They were the only reasons she played those dumb games. She could have ignored the calls, but now. Now maybe she should have. Someone might still win, but maybe...
Maybe it'd have meant less and far less confusion and hurt right now. ]
They're already haywire. I barely remember how to use them properly, if you haven't forgotten already.[ Her voice gets quieter with each passing word. ]I can't. What I remember is obviously different from what you two do. Completely different.
[ And that means making it real and she doesn't want that. It's the same thing she's been avoiding all along. ]
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This didn't add up. She didn't want to believe all those memories from the past few months were lies. They were the only things she had. They were the only reasons she played those dumb games. She could have ignored the calls, but now. Now maybe she should have. Someone might still win, but maybe...
Maybe it'd have meant less and far less confusion and hurt right now. ]
They're already haywire. I barely remember how to use them properly, if you haven't forgotten already.[ Her voice gets quieter with each passing word. ]I can't. What I remember is obviously different from what you two do. Completely different.
[ And that means making it real and she doesn't want that. It's the same thing she's been avoiding all along. ]