The Returning Ex

I should quit drinking, as all it ever does is put me into a compromising situation. That totally sucks. After spending some time just sitting on the bed, she got off it deftly to check on her body in a mirror in the bathroom, and much to her delight, she noticed there were less marks on her body this time.

She then saw the cold water in the tub from last night, so she drained it while wearing a frown before filling it up with water again.

While the tub was filling up, she retrieved her phone from the nightstand to give John a call, which connected after a moment. His voice came through as being calm while he asked, “Are you up?”

“You’re the one I had sex with last night, am I right?” She drew a deep breath before questioning him in a tone which he could hardly decipher, and he wondered if she was disappointed.

“Who else then?” His reply was brusque.

situation. As she lay in the tub, she went on trying her hardest to recall what happened last night, but her memory failed her, as she couldn’t recall

again weighed on her heavily. It didn’t make sense as she wanted to wipe the slate clean between

phone from Ian which asked if she was up. While it came early in the morning, Sophia never replied to

happened last night—especially how she got home—that led up to her having sex with John, it was an impossible task no matter how

her phone as she wondered from whom she should ask for answers regarding what happened last night. The noodles were finished before she went back

fatigue. While staring at the lights on the ceiling due to her having a hard time falling asleep, Sophia decided she would quit drinking, which would hopefully help her to abstain

the table, all the while spacing out as he leaned back in his seat. He was

his boss was in, he was in turn surprised. “Boss, we managed to suppress further online discussion regarding the matter, and

John returned to his senses before looking at Zack. The latter blinked in confusion, as he assumed John