“What’s the occasion?” I asked with a laugh as I stepped into her room with caution.
“Sophie!” She shrieked happily as she rushed to hug me.
“Hey” I said as I wrapped my arms around her tall frame.
“I didn’t know you were coming “ she said as she pulled away from the hug.
“Me too” I said with a sad smile.
“Are you okay?, tell me what’s wrong” she said as she directed me to a free spot on her bed.
“I will, when you let me know why your room is in this manner “ I said with a smile as she let out a laugh.
“You should see the dressing room. I’m so indecisive Sophie “ she said as she stood to lead me into her dressing room.
“Tell me something I don’t know “ I remarked with a chuckle.
“James asked me out” she said with excitement on her face.
I was excited for her.
“That’s so good. You guys look good together “I said with a smile.
“I know. I don’t know what to wear though “ she said as her lips formed a thin line.
“Help me, please” she she begged with her hands together.
“Of course” I said . Might as well take my mind off Leo and his craziness.
“What’s the venue and what vibe?” I questioned as I looked through her dresses. She had a lot. A lot was an understatement.
“He told me to wear a dress and he wouldn’t give me any other detail cause it is a surprise “ she said.
“Where do you think? “ she asked me.
“Maybe a fancy dinner?” I asked her.
“Maybe, but anyways the dress has to amazing” she stated.
“You mean stunningly mesmerizing “ I added.
“Ugh.I love how you think” she said with a happy clap.
“Let’s get you that perfect dress “ I said as we began our search.
Two hours of sampling and criticizing a mountain of dresses.We found the perfect one.
It was a gold simmering gown. Fitted to her figure. She looked so beautiful.
"Sophie, you're the best!" she commented with glee written over her face.
I felt good.
"Let's get you ready then. He plans to pick you up by what time?" I questioned.
"He said 8pm" she stated as I checked the time it was a quarter to 7pm.
"Let's hurry up then" I said as I sat her down to help in styling her hair.
"You wanted to tell me something. " she said.
"When you get back from your date ." I told her.
"Are you sure?, I'm all ears now ,you can tell me anything " she said trying to reassure me.
"I know. It's best I tell you after your date. I want you to enjoy yourself and have fun. " I said with a smile.
There was no reason for me to weigh her mood down with my drama.
I had all the time in the world to tell her.
" Okay. I promise when I'm back we'll discuss." She stated.
"Sure" I said as I began applying the eyeshadow on her eyes.
The final look was beautiful. She smiled and rubbed her palms together nervously.
"Do you think it's too much?" She asked.
"Of course not. You can never be too much" I assured her.
"Alright. I hope everything works out well" she said nervously.
It had been long since I saw her this nervous about a man.
It was fun to watch because then, it gave me something to tease her with later.
"Me too " I said as I heard the knock on door.
"Come in" Paris said while gathering her clutch and lipgloss.
"Ma'am, your guest has arrived " the homeworker said.
"Thanks " Paris answered as she hugged me before heading out.
I followed to see her out.
"Goodluck!" I wished as she giggled and waved goodbye.
I watched them from the window as they hugged and smiled at each other.
They were so cute. I thought with a smile as I walked back to her room to help her arrange her dresses . The drama with Leo will just have to wait.
I headed down the stairs to grab a snack and chill. I wasn't ready to head home yet.
Paris' mother was in the dining room,eyes focused on the laptop at her front.
I smiled as I noticed how she pushed her glasses at the bridge of her nose at intervals.
This lasted a while before she noticed me munching on some random bag of chips I found in the kitchen.
"Sophia!" she exclaimed with a warm smile.
"I didn't see you there " she added
"That's alright Mrs. Class. Just came to get some snacks " I said with a smile.
"You plan on waiting for Paris to get back?" she asked.
"Maybe?, I'm not so sure" I said with a chuckle.
"Mm. You can chill here. There should be something fun somewhere in this house " she jokingly said.
I laughed.The house was pretty big.
"Thanks Mrs.Class" I said.
"Angela.You make me sound so old " she said.
"Sorry. I'll try getting used to Angela" I said with a light smile.
"How is Grace? " she asked.
"Still sick but it's not as bad" I replied.
"I hope she gets better soon "Angela said with caring eyes.
"Does she need a refill?" She asked.
"No. The medicine you gave us has been sufficient, and will continue to be so.Thank you once again" I said in appreciation.
"That's the least I can do. Grace is my very good friend "
"What college does Stan plan on going to? " Angela continued as she closed her laptop and focused on me.
" Um, we've never actually discussed that. " I said with an awkward smile. Stan is a good pretender, he acts like he doesn't want to do things like his peers.
Forcing himself to be a man as such an early age. I did it and I hated it. I had no choice but he does.
I've always known he does such to help. To be honest, helping will be simply to live like his age because then I won't feel guilty whenever he pays some bills.
I've made the sacrifice for us. He doesn't have to do such. I've tried explaining all these to him but he doesn't see the sense it.
I don't blame him cause at the same time he is right to think that way too .
"Well, when he decides, I don't mind linking him through. Okay?" Angela said interrupting my thoughts.
"Yes, ofcourse. Thank you Angela " I said with a smile.
"You don't have to thank me. You're already keeping me company " she jokingly said as I let out a short laugh .
Angela was a medical doctor, Paris' father was a contractor and since they separated, I can imagine how lonely the house may seem especially with Paris relocating soon.
It was kind of sad but she seemed to take it all in with strength .
I wonder how she felt at first when she divorced Mr. Class, she kept his name still, probably because of business reasons.
Maybe she would have some experience with men drama. I thought, as I considered seeking her opinion on the Leo situation
The next morning, I woke up feeling like I was walking on clouds. Leo was still asleep beside me, a peaceful expression on his face.I gently got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom to wash up, after which I moved to the kitchen to make some coffee. As I waited for the brew to finish, I stared out the window, feeling grateful and at peace.Leo came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist."Good morning," he whispered, his voice sending shivers down my spine.I turned around, smiling."Good morning," I replied, leaning in for a kiss.“Would have loved to shower with you.” He told me as he breathed my scent in. I laughed and pecked his lips.“Another time.” I said as he nodded.As we sipped our coffee together and munched on the breakfast made by the chef, I knew that this was just the beginning of our happily ever after.I could hardly believe it myself, but the moment felt too big to keep to myself. The ring was still sparkling on my finger, and I couldn’t wait to tell P
As we pulled away from the kiss, I gazed up at Leo, feeling like I was floating in the air. He smiled back at me, his eyes shining with happiness."We should celebrate," he said, his voice filled with excitement, after the waiters applauded and wished us well.I nodded, still feeling dazed. "Yes, we should". Over a bottle of wine and a delicious meal, we talked about our future, our dreams, and our plans.As the night wore on, I felt like I was getting to know Leo all over again. He was still the same kind, caring, and thoughtful person I had fallen in love with, but now he was also my fiancé.After dinner, we walked along the river, enjoying the cool night air and the sound of the water. Leo put his arm around me, pulling me close, and I felt like I was home.As we stood there, looking out at the city lights, Leo turned to me with a serious expression."Sophia, I promise you, I will always be here for you," he said, his voice filled with conviction. "I will always support you, always
And in the midst of it all, Leo and I were planning our next step. Together. By the next week, most of my items had been moved to his place.The soft hum of the car's engine was the only sound filling the space as Leo drove. His hand rested gently on mine, his thumb tracing the soft skin of my hand absentmindedly.Leo glanced over at me as he drove into his driveway, his eyes soft but full of concern. "Are you okay?" he asked quietly, his voice barely above a whisper.I smiled, though it felt fragile, a little shaky. "I’m fine. I promise."His eyes didn’t leave me, as if searching for a hint of doubt in my words. "You know you can talk to me about anything, right?”I nodded and smiled at his kindness. "I know. It's just... sometimes the past feels heavy. I don’t know if I’m ready to let it all go yet." I turned my face toward the window, watching the world pass by. "But... you make it easier. You make me feel lighter."Leo reached over and brushed his thumb across my cheek. "You don’t
The day had been quiet, the kind of peaceful where your thoughts have a chance to settle and take root.Leo and I had spent most of the afternoon together, quietly enjoying each other’s company. A conversation had been brewing in my mind for some time now. It wasn’t something I’d planned to bring up, but it felt like the right moment.I closed my novel and turned to Leo, catching him looking at me with that familiar, soft smile—the one that always made my heart skip a beat. But today, there was something else in his eyes, an unspoken question."So," I began, my voice a little tentative. "I’ve been thinking a lot about… well, everything." I took a deep breath, steadying myself. "About us, and the future."He shifted slightly after dropping his phone, turning to face me fully. "I’ve been thinking about that, too. What’s on your mind?"I hesitated before speaking again. "I think it’s time we talked about moving in together."Leo raised an eyebrow, a smile tugging at his lips, but there w
“Grace told me she named you Sophia, like royalty. I wanted you to bear the family’s name, but Grace refused. She chose to take you as hers. To make sure you never question your identity. I didn’t think it was possible, Gregory didn’t like the idea of being a father before the wedding. Somehow, we all chose to love you.” He continued as he touched my hair.“I would have loved to meet her.” I told him as I smiled warmly at him.“You have her hair and freckles. Grace had a curly head just like me and Thalia and her mom, had straight brown hair.” He blurted out as I tucked my hair behind my ears, feeling self-conscious.“Why don’t I remember you then?” I asked in confusion.“Because I stopped coming when you were still little.” He replied.“Why?” I asked.“Grace, relocated and kept you hidden. We had a fallout. I hated Gregory’s gambling addiction. I hated how useless he was when Grace was pregnant with Stan…I was scared that I'd lose you or Grace, and it would be too late for me to do a
“I don’t understand.” I said as I hurriedly tried to match his pace. His long legs made his strides difficult to follow.“That’s why I’m here.” He said to me as he abruptly stopped. I halted just in time before I could crash into his back.I sighed and frowned at the underlying hero complex I perceived from him.“Why are we here?” I asked him softly.He pointed to the tomb stones at our front.“Thalia Maxwell and… Desmond Maxwell.” I read out loud, before I turned to him in confusion.“These are your parents.” He stated as I stared in disbelief at the graves before me.“How?” I asked with a whisper as I gripped my necklace tightly.“Grace was your aunt… not your mother. Albeit, she did everything a mother should. She was good at that-proving a point.” He told me.“What point?” I asked.“You see, your mother, Thalia was a free spirit…never sat at one place for long. She loved adventures, and it wasn’t a surprise, when she told me, she had met a man and fallen in love with him.” He said