The Returning Ex

John went to sit on the sofa and looked at the curio on the coffee table, then he looked at the rocking chair beside it, as well as the yoga mat, guessing she was remaking this part over the past two days. She doesn’t want to live in the residence, I see. She hates everyone there. John knew that.

Sophia took an hour to finish her lunch, then she went to sit across from him. “Done thinking?”

John nodded. “I know my mother has been awful today.” Then, he changed his tune, “I did that myself last night, because I was drunk. You have nothing to do with this. I told them that, but they took it the wrong way because they want to protect me.”

Sophia smiled. “It’s not important to me. John, you know what?” She paused for a moment and frowned. “I think we should start our new lives now that we’re divorced. Living together and keeping things so ambiguous between us brings no good to us.”

blame you solely for this. I bear a part of the responsibility too. I’ve been blinded

was calm, rational, and distant. A while later, he said, “I know you’re right, but you know my

ask him why he didn’t think for her then, but it would be self-humiliating to her anyway, so she swallowed

about this like how you requested, since I have to prepare for the possibility

him, nor did she want to, but

her eyebrow but said nothing as John looked into her eyes. “I know you dislike living in the residence,

he added, “Infinity Group and I are in a stalemate. Once I settle them, maybe I’ll bring the explanation up earlier. As long as it isn’t too