Reality Is Not Always Pretty
Sophie I finally had the strength and courage to get up from the shower floor after crying for so long. I dried my body down and changed into black leggings and an oversized sweater, placed on my socks, and walked out of my bathroom with a towel in hand to dry my hair. The house was quiet. The boys were probably in school, and dad had also gone out to the vineyard to work on last-minute details for an event they were holding this weekend. It was only mom and me in the house. I have been feeling down and sorry for myself these past few days. But I had to face reality. It was over between Logan and me. Whether I liked it or not, he was gone. I grabbed my phone and turned it on after it has been off for a few days. My phone immediately got flooded with notifications from Logan, Troy, an
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