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 her hands over

John was resistant to her, but she kept throwing herself at

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

her knees and buried her face in them. She tried to think

with his shower and came out properly

coming out of the bathroom, she quickly jumped down from the couch and went into the

slammed the bathroom door

bathroom was still damp,

paused for a few moments before undressing and jumping into the

about taking a cold shower, but for health reasons, she had to let go of that

slightly

tried to forget those images, the more her

cold water landed on her body, she started to recall even more images, including

she could not feel anything else, even

bodies were indeed

but he could still get so excited