Chapter 183

Kent called a ride for Brandon and watched as he hopped into the car. Once the driver had taken off with Brandon, Kent turned to drop Sophia off.

The ride back was super quiet.

Sophia was silent.

Kent was silent, too.

When the car pulled up to Sophia's place, Kent couldn't help but look back at her and finally broke the silence, "Ms. Yearwood, Mr. Crawley's really a catch, you know."

Sophia looked up at him, "How so?"

Kent was stumped for a second, but then he thought about it seriously, "Well, he's clean as a whistle, doesn't mess around."

"That's just the bare minimum for a husband," Sophia said softly. "Most women are like that, but no one goes around saying that's what makes a good woman. Why is it that when a man meets this standard, he gets praised to high heaven, and if a woman doesn't fall for it, she's ungrateful?"

Kent was stumped again.

Maybe he was too used to seeing things from a male perspective and hadn't realized what was off about that.

To most folks, it seems like as long as a guy doesn't play the field, he's free of any serious wrongdoing and should be forgiven for whatever else he does. But many people overlook that loyalty is just the most basic expectation in a relationship.

great body, good genes, he's smart, capable, bold, responsible, and all that." Kent tried to put in a good word for Brandon, "Those are pretty solid points in the dating

Sophia chuckled, "but like you said,

slightly, and then said, "Kent, Mr. Crawley is indeed a great guy. But he doesn't know how to love, or

the car, gave Kent a

what she said about Brandon not knowing how to love. Remembering all the nights

spouses, but none quite

he'd also witnessed Brandon's meltdowns and was starting to

that Brandon

Sophia got home.

apartment

suffocated, like during those

missed the peace and relaxation from

phone

trying not to think, but Brandon's drunken face kept popping

the kind of drunkenness that washes

last time she'd accidentally gotten

couldn't help but drift over to the liquor

still some decorative booze on

Freshly bought.

a bottle, cracked it open, hesitated, and then poured herself a full glass, taking a tentative sip. As her taste buds adjusted to the alcohol, she downed

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