The Returning Ex

Instead of going down right away, Sophia leaned against the window to watch for a bit. They would need a lot of preparation time for this banquet, making it pointless to go now. But first, Sophia took a few selfies and posted it on her Facebook.

She smiled brightly for the photo, and her braids looked cuter than ever. Sophia was in her prime after all, so there was no need to turn on any filters, for she was naturally beautiful. She stared at her photo for a moment before turning it off.

The photo was posted despite her knowing nobody would see it, for she didn’t have a friend list anyway. All the people on her friend list were the Constances, though she wondered if they had unfriended her.

She kept on watching until night had fully descended, and the noise had escalated. Now, she stretched herself fully and went out at her own pace.

The banquet had started when she arrived. There was even a stage the management set up for their customers. There were already people dancing on the stage, while everyone else cheered.

Tables were set around the place, decked out with snacks and wine. Sophia went around to see if there was a spot for her, but everywhere was full. She wasn’t in a rush though, so Sophia sauntered.

you alone, miss?

was rare to see a table with only four people, and all of them were

so they only glanced at Sophia before resuming their conversation. Even so, Sophia remained unperturbed as she poured herself a glass of wine and leaned back

after she sat down. “Good evening. Do you mind me sitting here?” He was

the other women were huddled together, there was space around her. “I don’t.” She arched her

chatting with her. “Are you here by

at her, then they looked away. Adam and Eve, not Zelda and Eve, they said.

I came here myself, too. Why not? I thought, then when I came here, boom, they have a bonfire banquet. Interesting.” Sophia

distance away, so she couldn’t see the dance they were performing. A moment later, the man leaned closer to her. “Since you’ll be staying here for a few days, and we’re both by ourselves, why don’t we