Sofia moved to her room, defeated, repeating the events that led to her being fired over and over again in her mind. She thought of if she would have just kept her mouth shut, but she couldn’t. The way Olive had felt, she couldn’t allow her to feel as though she was this awful person for loving who she did. And so, she wouldn’t have done anything different. When she made this decision, she pulled her suitcase from beneath the bed before hearing a gentle knock come onto her door.
“It’s open.” She said in a low tone, unable to hide the disappointment she had for her recent firing. She was surprised to see it to be Mark. He lingered near the doorway for a moment before waiting for footsteps to cease down the hall and then entering further into the room.
“I won’t let you go.” His romantic
