John stared at the message for a while, and he could imagine how smug she must look right now. Then, he went to sit on the chair in the garden.

Sophia used to sit here before as she dangled her legs and looked like a free spirit back then. Standing at the garden’s edge, Dylan looked back at John. He snickered silently, then he left. John called Sophia.

Sophia expected him to call, for the Constances had to make sure she was appeased with how the current condition was going; they needed her after all. She didn’t pick it up the first time on purpose, but then he called the second time. Now, she slowly picked it up. “Anything?” Sophia asked calmly.

John was reminded of what Dylan said, and he was unnerved. Even though he wasn’t feeling sorry for Sophia, he remembered what she told him: she suffered every unfair treatment because of him. John felt guilty about that, for he promised his grandfather to take care of her, but he never did that.

Sophia got impatient when he said nothing. “Your mom came to apologize today. If you called me just because you’re worried I might go back on my promise, then don’t. I keep my promises.”

“No,” John said. “Well, I just found out you suffered because of me, and it’s my fault.”

Sophia was surprised, then she laughed. “Your apology…” She clicked her tongue. “It’s late.” If he had said that when they were married, she would have held on.

John kept quiet; he knew her life was a mess, but he didn’t expect it to be this big of a mess. Since this was an oversight on his part, he had nothing to say for himself.

When he fell quiet again, Sophia sighed. “What do you want to talk about?”

John held up for a moment more. “I told them everything, so you don’t have to come back…”

Before he could finish, Sophia said, “Come over tomorrow. I don’t have your stuff here, so you’ll have to prepare it yourself.”

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