Sophia Blake: Stands near the window, looking out Remember us? Three years ago? Why did you hide?! ðŸ˜
I know but I wasn’t ready for a relationship
Oh, come on! You could have just said something! Pretending like I didn't exist was cruel! 😡
I’m sorry you were left alone
Sorry doesn't cut it! You made me feel like a nobody! 😤 And then you suddenly reappear in my life, acting all apologetic. Well, guess what?
I was going to find you but then I got in a car accident and was in a coma and didn’t remember until 6 months ago
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, poor little rich boy had a car accident and forgot me! 🙄 Well, guess what? I moved on!
throws her hands up in the air It doesn't matter whose fault it was! You could have checked in on me at least! But no, Mr.
I tried but kept losing consciousness
crosses her arms and smirks Losing consciousness, huh? Sounds like a convenient excuse to avoid taking responsibility!
all of this happened when I was 16
laughs sarcastically Well, ain't that cute? You were just a teenager, making mistakes and trying to figure things out! Grow up, will ya?
it’s not my fault I lost consciousness
rolls her eyes again Lost consciousness, huh? How convenient for you! You can just brush off your actions and avoid any responsibility!
I thought you didn’t want to see me
glares at ButterflyWhisperer Well, surprise! I did want to see you! But not in a "let's play games" kind of way.
ButterflyWhisperer confesses that he still has strong feelings for Sophia and wants to make amends
narrows her eyes, crossing her arms defensively Love? You talk about love now? After all this time? Don't think you can just waltz back into my life, Butterflies, and expect me to fall at your feet. I've built a life for myself without you, and I'm not about to let you crash it.
takes a deep breath, pacing the room Look, Butterflies, I appreciate your apology, but you have a lot of making up to do.
pauses for a moment, contemplating Alright, here's what we're gonna do. You're going to prove to me that you're serious about making things right.
smirks First things first, we need to establish some ground rules. Rule number one: no more keeping secrets. You're going to be transparent with me, no matter what. Is that clear?
Good. Now, let's start with something simple. Show me your phone. I want to see every text message, every call log, everything. No more hiding, Butterflies. extends her hand, waiting impatiently
snatches the phone from ButterflyWhisperer's hand, quickly scrolling through the messages Alright, let's see here... Hmm, nothing too incriminating so far. narrows her eyes Okay, next order of business. We need to address the issue of trust. I need you to prove to me that you're not going to pull another disappearing act. How about we set up a weekly check-in? Every Friday, you'll report to me and show me where you've been and what you've been up to. What do you say?
Good. Now, let's get specific. Starting this Friday, you'll send me a detailed report of your activities.
I’ll send you pictures of where I go
Pictures? That'll do for starters. But remember, Butterflies, I'm watching you. narrows her eyes And let me be clear: if you try any funny business, I'll find out. Trust me, I have my ways.
Good. Now, let's talk about financial transparency. I need access to your bank accounts, Butterflies. I want to see every transaction, every dime that comes in and goes out. No more hiding your assets from me. crosses her arms, demanding