My beautiful wife

Max shrugs slightly before pulling away from their embrace.

“Well, I figured you’d wanna be alone right now. I’ve seen your text earlier.” Sophie nods before turning around, grabbing a bag from her closet before making her way over to her dresser.

“You can come in, Max,” Sophie calls out and sits on her bed once she’s finished putting on her shoes. Max steps in and takes a seat next to her on the bed. He turns to face her and gives her an apologetic look.

“What?” She asks curiously.

“Nothing. It’s just… this morning was probably the most fun I’ve had in awhile. And I thought we might want to spend some time together…” Sophie sighs before running a hand through her hair.

She stares at the wall across from her, taking note of how messy her room is.

“Soph, what’s wrong?” Max asks carefully.

“Nothing,” Sophie replies simply. Then she looks up at him before giving him a sad smile.

“Actually, yes, I am upset. I just wish you hadn’t said those things to me. I mean, how could you? I don’