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.

Kent tried to put in a good word for Brandon, "Those are pretty solid points

from a dating standpoint, Mr. Crawley is top-notch," Sophia chuckled, "but like you said, it's about choosing a

are just perks they have. You can admire them, but you won't fall head over heels." Sophia opened the car door, paused slightly, and then said, "Kent, Mr. Crawley is indeed a great guy. But he doesn't know how to love, or maybe I'm just not the one he wants to spend time

out of the car, gave Kent a

all the

spouses,

Brandon's meltdowns and was starting to feel confused about

with the ride service. Knowing that Brandon

Sophia got home.

apartment was eerily

kind of suffocated, like

missed the peace

another long sigh, Sophia tossed her phone on the couch and curled

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

of drunkenness that washes

she'd accidentally gotten tipsy, she wasn't really

eyes couldn't help but drift over to

some decorative booze on

Freshly bought.

paused, then grabbed a bottle, cracked it open, hesitated, and then poured herself a full glass, taking a tentative

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