The Returning Ex

Upon entering the hotel room, Sophia did not go straight into her room.

Instead, she sat on the couch. “You’re going to use the bathroom, aren’t you? You can go first.”

John looked at her, remained silent, and went to grab his pajamas before entering the bathroom.

The bathroom door was not closed all the way, so if one paid enough attention, one could hear the sound of running water.

While she sat on the couch and was on her phone, some strange images appeared in her head.

Those images were vague before this, but all of a sudden, they were now clear as crystal.

One of them was the image of the naked John standing below the showerhead, and she recalled that he was frightened when he saw her undress upon entering the bathroom.

D*mn it. She had way too much alcohol that day, so she should not be remembering all these details.

Why did everything come back to her now?

Not only that, but she even recalled how John tormented her in bed.

put down her phone and sighed before putting

resistant to her, but she kept throwing

she consumed had made her shameless, just like that one time before this

buried her face in them. She tried to think of some political

done with his shower

coming out of the bathroom, she quickly jumped

bathroom door and

though the bathroom was still damp, it was still rather

a few moments before

shower, but for health reasons, she had to let

turned the water temperature slightly down and stood below the

tried to forget those images, the more

to recall

apart from pain, she could not

bodies were

still did not, but he could still get so excited when making