“I want you back, Sophs … I need you. I can’t keep going on like this, without you. It just gets worse with every passing day. I can’t do it …. I’ve tried and I can’t live a Sophieless life.” She’s still tugging hopelessly as I swallow hard and try to bring her focus back to me, meaning every word. Body wracked with a toothache like throbbing, knees starting to really smart through my tux pants and remaining stiff in keeping this position. I will beg her for an eternity if ...