Must Read: CONTROLLED - Season 1 - Episode 3

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Must Read: CONTROLLED - Season 1 - Episode 3

Ricky:

I watched her walk out of the
coffee shop. A To Go coffee cup
was in her hands, and she
would drink out of it every
minute or so. She walked along
her German shepherd, Naomi. I
noticed the long scar along her
side. It was fully healed, but
there would always be a bright
pink mark down the side of her.

God, I had missed her. I hadn’t
seen her in almost a year. But I
finally tracked her down and
found out where she lived,
where she went to school,
where she worked… It was nice
to have control again.

I wondered if she’d forgotten
about me over the course of a
year. No, of course she hadn’t.

She loves me, just like I love
her.

My fingers felt over the scar on
my abdomen. The scar she had
given me over a year ago. I
learned to forgive her.

Forgiveness was a big step
when you wanted to trust
someone again.

I followed her on the opposite
side of the street, watching her
gaze at things she saw in the
display windows as she passed
shops. She’d stopped at one
particular shop and gazed in the
window. It was a used book
shop. She gazed into it and I
saw her face through the
reflection of the window.

She was beautiful as ever. She
was growing out her dark brown
hair, which was now down to
the middle of her back. She
looked closer into the window,
and then got a horrified
expression on her face. Then I
realized she must’ve felt me
watching her. I quickly ran into
the nearest store I could, so she
wouldn’t see me.

That store just happened to be
a flower shop. I inhaled the
aroma of all the flowers around
me. I was greeted by a kind old
woman, who looked to be in her
sixties. I smiled at her.

“Good morning,” I said, taking
glances back at Sophie.
“Good morning, dear. Is there
anything I could help you with?”
she asked, smiling.

I watched as Sophie looked
around wildly, and then
continued to walk down the
sidewalk, turning a corner into
her apartment complex. I looked
back at the woman.
“Yes. I was wondering if you had
any jasmine flowers here,” I
asked, casually walking up to
the counter.
“Yes, we do. Something for the
special lady?” she asked,
winking at me, chuckling softly.
“Yes, actually. She loves
jasmines. I’m hoping to surprise
her,” I said, thinking of the
perfect story to tell this old
woman. “See, she doesn’t know
I’m back in town, and I wanted
to get her something nice.”

She clapped her hands together
once and smiled brightly at me.

“Well, then she’s going to get a
big surprise when she sees
what you got for her. I have the
perfect idea,” she said. She
motioned me to follow her.
“Come to the back with me.”
I followed her to the back, only
half listening to what she was
going to do for me. I was
mainly focused on Sophie. I was
finally going to get to see her
soon… to hold her in my arms.

“Don’t you worry, Sophie,” I
whispered to myself. “I’ll be with
you soon.”
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