Chapter seven

Sophie woke up early the next morning, feeling surprisingly rested despite the emotional turmoil of the previous day. She stretched and yawned, then glanced at her phone to see a message from her sister, Emma.

"Hey sis, how are you holding up? Can we meet up for breakfast?"

Sophie smiled at the message, grateful for Emma's constant support. She quickly replied, "Good morning, I'm okay. Let's meet at our usual spot in an hour?"

Emma replied with an enthusiastic thumbs up emoji, and Sophie felt a small sense of relief knowing she had something to look forward to.

She got up, took a shower, and got dressed, choosing a simple outfit of jeans and a sweater. As she made her way to the café where she and Emma always met, Sophie felt a sense of anticipation mixed with anxiety. She wasn't sure what her sister would say, but she knew that she needed to talk to someone about what had happened.

When she arrived at the café, Emma was already there, sipping on a latte and scrolling through her phone. She looked up as Sophie approached and gave her a warm smile.

"Hey there," Emma said, standing up to hug her sister. "How are you doing?"

Sophie sighed, sinking into the chair across from Emma. "I'm not sure, to be honest. It still hurts, but I'm trying to move on."

Emma nodded, looking sympathetic. "I know it's hard, but I'm here for you. What do you need?"

Sophie thought for a moment, then said, "I don't know. Maybe just someone to talk to? I feel like I'm going crazy, replaying everything in my head and wondering where I went wrong."

Emma leaned forward, taking Sophie's hand. "You didn't do anything wrong, Sophie. David and Jessica are the ones who messed up. You were just being yourself, loving and trusting. That's a good thing, even if it didn't work out."

Sophie felt a lump form in her throat, and she blinked back tears. "I just can't believe they would do that to me, you know? And to each other. It's like they were both lying to me for so long."

Emma squeezed her hand. "I know, it's hard to understand. But sometimes people do things that don't make sense. All you can do is take care of yourself and move on."

Sophie nodded, feeling grateful for her sister's words of wisdom. "You're right. I just need to focus on me for a while, figure out what I want and who I am without them."

Emma smiled. "That's the spirit. And if you need any help, you know I'm here."

They spent the rest of breakfast talking about Sophie's job, Emma's new apartment, and their plans for the upcoming weekend. As they parted ways, Sophie felt a sense of comfort knowing that she had someone to turn to when things got tough.

As she walked home, Sophie thought about what Emma had said, about taking care of herself and focusing on her own needs. It sounded simple enough, but she knew it wouldn't be easy. Still, she was determined to try. She deserved happiness, even if it didn't come in the way she had always imagined.