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

standpoint, Mr. Crawley is top-notch," Sophia chuckled,

great guy. But he doesn't

of the car,

over what she said about Brandon not knowing how to love. Remembering all the nights he'd stayed up working overtime with Brandon, he suddenly felt like he really didn't have a say in

spouses, but none quite

meltdowns and was starting to feel confused about

deep sigh, Kent picked up his phone to check in with the ride service. Knowing that Brandon had been safely dropped off at home, he breathed a sigh of relief and drove

Sophia got home.

apartment was eerily quiet

felt weary and heavy-hearted, kind of suffocated,

peace and relaxation from her

sigh, Sophia tossed her phone on

trying not to think, but Brandon's

of drunkenness

she'd accidentally gotten

couldn't help but drift over

some

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 it

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