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

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

that one time before

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

done with his shower

jumped down from the couch and went

then slammed the bathroom door

bathroom was still damp, it was still

for a few moments before undressing and

but for health reasons, she had to

she turned the water temperature slightly down and

more she tried to forget those images, the

landed on her body, she started to recall

she could not feel anything else, even though she remembered how

emotions and bodies

never loved her and still did not, but he