All Chapters of Still In Love With You: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

    💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨       Sophie   His request for me to tell him about what was happening with Rox, through me off, completely. I mean...literally! It took me by surprise. “I...um...what do you mean? Nothing is going on between Roxanne and me. Why would you assume anything was going on here, with her.” I crossed my hands over my chest, turning my head towards the window and biting down on my bottom lip.    “Are you...sure?” he asked, making me feel unease. Logan has always been a smart man. He knows me far too well to know when something is bothering me. Well....all except he was unable to tell T was gay because he let his dumb manly jealous rage take over him...but other than that, he's always been able to read me.   I sighed, I'm crossing my hands and looking at him, as I rested my head on the

💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨  Nathan Kaitlyn has been bothering McKenzie a lot lately. I don't like it. She makes Kenzie cry all the time. She always pulls her hair and makes her fall. She is very rude to her. Mom always tells me being rude is not nice. If I'm rude to someone, it makes me look ugly. I think mommy is right. Kaitlyn is ugly because she's very rude. Me. Omar says it's because she's a diva. I don't know what he means by this, but I guess that just means I don't like divas either.  "Who can tell me the words that are written on the board?" Mr. Omar asks the class. I wish McKenzie was in my class. I really liked her coming to my house yesterday. She is so funny. "Nathan, how about you buddy? Can you tell me what words I wrote on the board?" I looked at him, surprised. I was thinking of my sister, that I wasn't paying a lot of attention

✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞  Sophie "I feel so damn frustrated right now. I can't believe the audacity of this principal, to call me and tell me, my son was in trouble for standing up for himself. Who the hell does she think she is? What was she thinking? That I'd let this go, and cross my hands? Do nothing about it, but step back and allow the broken school system to proceed with their wrongful punishments to my son, while they oversee not punish the actual culprit?" I kept talking away as we made our way out of the office building. I didn't realize I was fast pacing, walking towards my son's class to pick up his backpack. A habit I have when I'm mad. "Mom...mom....mommy please, slow down," Nate said as I held his hand and he struggled to keep up with my pace. "But you bet your ass I'm going to get to the bottom of this. I'm going to find out who the hell is talking bad about me to my son...o

  🦋💞🦋💞🦋💞🦋💞🦋💞🦋💞🦋💞  Sophie  "No...no more. I can't possibly eat another bite." I protested as Logan and Nate teased me to eat another slice of pizza. We had spent all morning shopping and having fun in our town's shopping square. It has everything, but better than a Mall. Why? Because it's beautiful. It's a few strips of stores, but it's got so much. Everyone decorates beautifully, outside and inside. It's almost as if you had stepped into one of those hallmark movies.  We decided to head over to Dad's vineyard, and eat at his bistro for breakfast, they talked me into eating gourmet pizza. I had a salad before the pizza got here. Huge mistake, my stomach felt as if it was going to explode. When we finished breakfast, we made our way to our town strip. The first thing we did was stop at one

 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨SophieIt broke my heart when we got to Amber's house unannounced. It was pretty cold out and looked a bit cloudy, giving us the impression that it may rain again. Amber's dad was just getting home. Instead of resting, he got to work on the yard. He apologized to us because he had been so busy that he had had very little time to work on the yard.Logan being Logan, took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and took the mowing machine away from Mr. Deveroux, getting to work on cutting the grass. It wasn't a big front yard, so he was probably going to get it done quickly. Amber was busy in the kitchen fixing dinner. Her mom sat in a wheelchair with a warm blanket, watching tv. Part of her face still looked droopy from the facial paralysis that her stroke had caused her. She slowly turned, smiling a