The Returning Ex

Zack didn’t even hesitate. “Sure. I’ll come pick you up when you’re done. Look at my boss. He won’t leave you alone.”

Sophia thought back about how John looked. He was still aloof and stern when he talked, but from what she heard, he wouldn’t leave her alone. “I don’t need him.” She sneered.

Zack glanced at her and went back to his game, but he lamented, “Lying to yourself isn’t good.”

Sophia pursed her lips quietly, then she covered herself with the blanket, her mind in a mess. She didn’t know what she was focusing on, or to be exact, she had too many things to focus on.

Every important detail flashed through her mind, but she could remember nothing. A while later, she turned and had her back facing Zack. “Close the door when you leave,” she said.

Zack couldn’t stay here, for it wasn’t appropriate for them to stay in a room alone. Now that Sophia could be discharged, she should be healing up and holding herself better now. Thus, Zack grunted and said nothing more.

like how she spent her nights before this. She was alone, waiting for someone who should return but didn’t. She slowly sat up, and the bedside

time where everyone would get emotional, especially women. A moment later,

was obvious in the photo that was coupled with a sentimental caption: The thing I used to fear most isn’t that scary once

post, so she wasn’t sure who it was for. Before he even

the doctor came to make his rounds in the morning to tell her she could be

breakfast for her. After her injections were done, without waiting for Zack, she packed her

one, looking flustered. When he saw that Sophia was done, he quickly took her stuff. “Let’s

“What happened? You look like you’re in

conference at Infinity Group. Both the