Sophie And Keefe Novels & Stories

maya's pov I didn't see Sophie for three days. Told myself I was giving us space. Really I was avoiding her. Then Kevin showed up at the fire station. "We need to talk." He stood in the doorway of the break room. "No we don't." I poured coffee. "We broke up. That's it." "That's not it." He came closer. "You broke up with me because of her." "Her?" "Sophie Barrett. Everyone's talking about how she's back. How you two were at the diner together." Kevin crossed his arms. "How she called here looking for you."

Evelyn wrapped both hands around her coffee mug and kept her eyes on the table. “Who is she Theo.” Sophie’s voice broke through the glass sharp and unmistakable. “Tell me the truth. Who is she to you.” Theo said something. Sophie shook her head hard and stepped closer. “Who. Is. She.” “She’s my ex,” Theo said. The glass did nothing to muffle it. Sophie’s chest heaved. Her eyes filled fast and she blinked furiously against it and her jaw trembled before she clamped it shut and squared herself directly in front of him.

she said looking at me which left me more confused. "I don't understand" l said as I watched her smile at Max who smiled back at her "Tell me, whats your name, and whats his name?" She said her eyes never leaving Max "My name's keith and that's my son, Max" I responded, Sophie had told me a lot of unpleasant things about her mother but looking at her right now, I could sense she was peharps a good woman "Who named him Max?" She asked "I did" I answered almost immediately

He shifted his gaze downward. ‘Sophia Buck. Sophia Buck?! Is this actually Sophia?!' He looked at Jeffrey. "Is this marriage certificate real?" "Of course, it's real." "But isn't this woman Sophia?" Jeffrey frowned. "What's wrong with Sophia?" "Then why call her Sophy?" Jeffrey said impatiently, "Can't she have a nickname? Come clean with me. Why did Sophy say she never saw you? Did you deliberately stand her up and then turn it around to say she wasn't interested in you?"

Kelly rubbed her baby bump and smiled. “I don’t just need to know if she’s strong enough,” I curled up in my seat and leaned on the armrest. “I also need to know which of the Menae would be best suited for her. I know being around people has been uncomfortable for you because of Delphinios’ gift, but you’re the only person I can ask right now without going to the Aether myself.” “Blake mentioned that Sophie was a little out of sorts today,” she frowned. “I haven’t had a chance to mention it to him yet, but Sophie found her mate,” I was cut short by Kelly’s squeal.

Silence fills the small space between them as they only hear breathing and heartbeat of each other. Both of their eyes unknowingly closed for a moment! "Hey handsome!" While they were busy in their romantic display, the same lady approached them. Her voice instantly angered Kathy! "I am Sophie. Sophie Castello. You can call me Sofi!" The young woman named Sophie shamelessly stepped in their moment and raised her cup. "Congrats for winning!" Added Sophie, started the discussion with Aaron and got endlessly with her probing.

Sophie's recovery after a natural birth was smooth, and she was discharged just three days later. Throughout those days, Zeke never left her side. Occasionally, his thoughts drifted to Lily, but each time he checked his phone and saw no missed calls, he told himself she must be alright. What he never realized was that Sophie had erased every trace of Lily's calls from his phone. She wanted Lily to believe Zeke never spared her a single thought, to push her to surrender and walk away.

Finally, holding back tears, she said hoarsely, "Fine, Ethan. Since you're putting it that way, you'd better not regret this someday!" That day, Sophie didn't come home. I couldn't help feeling a bit annoyed because her belongings were already packed up, waiting for her to take them away. Once she collected her things, I'd finally sever the last thread connecting us. I was about to text her to remind her to come get her stuff when I saw Zachary's latest social media post. It was a deliberately provocative photo. The setting was a bar. Sophie was drunkenly raising a glass, and Zachary was gently stroking her head.

The incident that ended our sugar baby relationship, of how he found out I'm a liar who had been pretending to be someone he would never shag, not in a million years. "Good afternoon," I smile to the audience while greeting them, which my heart jumps a little when for the first time since I'm in that room, he finally looks at me, "I'm Sophie, the petrophysicist for this project." As soon as I finish, he turns his eyes back to the chairman of the meeting, face void of emotions.

She could be impulsive and overly aggressive like that. “What are you doing?” Sophie looked at her, puzzled. Scarlett finally took a look at the two people standing in front of her. Jeff Richards was wearing a striped, dark blue suit and holding Sophie around her waist. Sophie snuggled in Richards’s arms at times, and there was no sign that they had any quarrels or conflicts before. “Another trick?” She rubbed her nose and felt like a fool. What was going on?