Love
A Story in 100 Words.
Quietly, Sophie packed a bag. She paused to watch him sleep as a tear escaped her eye. This was going to gut him.
What could she do?
She knew her absence would cause him some pain …for a bit. Sophie was doing what she always did — controlling the situation.
What could she do?
Sophie liked him, cared about him, maybe even loved him, but love was a fool's game — Sophie was no longer a fool.
But what else could she do?
Setting her bag aside, Sophie undressed and climbed back into bed. She would take a chance on love — again.