The Returning Ex

Sophia slept through the day, and she only got up in the afternoon.

When she walked out of her room, neither John nor Zack was around.

She scratched her head and headed out, not knowing where she wanted to go. Ever since last night, she had been feeling somewhat conflicted.

For reasons unbeknownst to her, she had a dream last night, and it was about things that happened a long time ago; things that she thought she had long forgotten.

But they appeared to be so vivid in that dream: fights, curses, accusations, blame-passing.

They were all horrible things.

She could even feel somewhat suffocated as she thought about them now.

So, she sat back on the couch in the hotel lobby and stared at the hotel entrance.

It was as if there were many voices in her head, but she could not tell for sure what they were about.

She felt that she had nowhere to go, and if it were not for John and Zack, she would not know what was next for her.

The thought of this made her feel useless.

After a short while, she heard Zack’s somewhat anxious voice. “Why did you leave the room? We thought that you were abducted when we didn’t see you in the room after we got back.”

Before she realized it, Zack had walked up to her and was standing opposite her.

How old do you think I am?

Zack liked this tone.

to her, patting her on her shoulder. “Now that’s what I like to hear. Your demeanor this morning

off and stood up. “I

up. “You aren’t fully recovered yet. You should be getting

nodded as she walked toward the elevator.

that

straight into her room before John followed suit after a couple of minutes. “Zack and I have eaten. What would you like to eat? We can

and that was

that there was nothing else he could say to her, so he turned around and

in the bedroom while the other was in the living

past when this was their default

never followed up with her even though she had not eaten

the window, she heard John’s

could tell that he was not talking to anyone

turned to the clock, figuring that it would not be a business call at this hour. If it was a private call, she could not think of a person with whom John

on the window, trying to eavesdrop

John grunted and continued, “I’ll

how the other side responded, John then replied,

was startled. It must be someone she knew

had a guess,

too smart was not always a

and she heard John laugh. “Forget it. I was just a little busy that