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, and Lexie. 

Texts from Lexie asking how I was, trying to comfort me, and asking me to be brave. I had over fifty calls, if not more from my friends. But