Sophie's Point Of View
Sophie's Point Of View
Precautionary Measure
“Yes, I got married, Chrissy,”
I confessed.
There was no need to beat around the bush, knowing that she'd find out eventually.
She went mute on the other line and then started to breathe heavily.
The exact reaction I expected from her. I'm surprised she's not yelling at me over the phone already.
“This is brilliant.
Why weren't we invited?" She expressed her excitement.
She also inquired if I told my mom about my wedding.
The part I avoided.
Deep down, I knew the question was coming, and I wouldn't even do anything about it.
I carefully selected my utterance before shooting myself in the leg.
The last thing I'd want is to cause my mom trouble even in my absence.
I am about to tell her about the cont
