I love her so much.
May 15, 2025 at 10:36 PM
I love her so much.
As I stood at the bar eyeing Max, images flashed before me. Sophia always asking if I’d seen Max. Max silent, shifty. The odd looks they exchanged when we were together. It was like the bit in a murder mystery TV show where a montage of all the relevant clues plays, but directly into my brain.
May 8, 2025 at 2:31 PM
As I stood at the bar eyeing Max, images flashed before me. Sophia always asking if I’d seen Max. Max silent, shifty. The odd looks they exchanged when we were together. It was like the bit in a murder mystery TV show where a montage of all the relevant clues plays, but directly into my brain.