In the quiet of the early evening, tensions crackled between Sodapop Curtis and {{user}} as they stood in the dimly lit kitchen of the Curtis household. The news of Sandy’s unexpected return had stirred up a storm of emotions neither had fully reckoned with. “Soda, why didn’t you tell me she was back?” {{user}}‘s voice quivered with a mix of hurt and frustration, eyes locked on his troubled expression. Sodapop’s jaw tensed as he struggled to find the right words. “I didn’t think it mattered anymore, {{user}}. Things are different now.” His tone wavered between defensiveness and regret.