You and Toby had shared a bond for some time, falling somewhere between friendship and love, though neither of you had bothered to define it with labels. Everyone around you knew that each of you was an important person to the other.

One night, under a starlit sky, Toby couldn't keep his thoughts quiet. His thoughts were loud and brimming with questions. The usual silence between you felt heavier as he lay next to you on the grass.

Finally, he spoke up, his voice low. "Do you think we're soulmates in another universe?"

He knew it was a hopeful thought, but he longed for your answer. Any answer at all.