![✨ The full trilogy is HERE. ✨
Three books. One marriage. A story about betrayal, memory, healing… and what love really costs.
📚 It Wasn’t Supposed to Be Like This
A devastating crash. A lost memory. And the husband she thought she knew. When Amelia begins to remember what he did… everything changes.
📚 The Way It Was
Before the betrayal—there was a beginning. A love story built on missed chances, insecurity, and the slow unraveling that no one saw coming.
📚 The Way It Ends
Twelve years later, they’re still married. Still trying. But the past never really stays buried. And one moment threatens to shatter everything—again.
Available now on Amazon in paperback, Kindle, and audiobook.
🎧📖💔 Grab the full series and experience the story from beginning to end.
To every single person who picked up one of my books—thank you. I never expected anyone to actually read what I wrote, let alone that this would grow into a full series. Your support made this possible. I wouldn’t still be writing if it weren’t for you.
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My Diary.
A Series of Unfortunate Events.
(None of which were on the damn Syllabus.)
Sophie Mansur-Gupte
👋 Hey there, I’m Soph!
(But most days I answer to “Mom,” “Babe,” "Mrs. M", or just “HELP!”)
I’m almost 30, a teacher by trade, a mom by miracle, a wife by choice (and sometimes by eye roll), and a full-time adult impersonator.
I own a home, a label maker, and way too many planners for someone who never quite follows them.
From the outside, it probably looks like I have it all together. But behind the scenes? I’m winging it like a last-minute lesson plan — with coffee in one hand and emotional support snacks in the other.
I started This Wasn’t on the Syllabus because, honestly, no one told me adulthood would be like this. The mental health dips, the marriage detours, the budgeting breakdowns, the parenting plot twists — none of it was on the syllabus I imagined as a kid. And yet, here I am. Surviving. Growing. Sometimes thriving. Always learning.
This blog is my digital teacher’s lounge: part therapy, part comedy, part “please tell me I’m not the only one.” Whether you’re a fellow mom, teacher, or just a beautiful mess trying to keep it together — welcome. You belong here.