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.

down her phone and sighed before putting her hands over her

her,

like that one time before

put her arms around her knees and buried her face in them. She tried to think of some political theories to replace the censored images

was done with his shower and

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

then slammed the bathroom door

though the bathroom was still damp, it was

a few moments before undressing and jumping into the

shower, but for health reasons,

turned the water temperature slightly down and stood below the

those images, the more her brain would not

started to recall even more

experience; apart from pain, she could not feel anything else, even though she remembered

emotions and bodies were

still did not, but he could still get so excited