The Returning Ex

“For some reason, I thought about the time you and I went to the Morgans’ company when you called,” Ian said.

Why did he think of that? Nothing big happened. As a reply, she smiled. “And? Were you thinking of Simon and Sally?”

“No,” replied Ian. “Only you.” He kept on staring at Sophia.

Sophia was about to say nothing happened that day, but the serious look on Ian’s face and the gentleness in his eyes made her bite her tongue. Oh no, that look in his eyes. I don’t like it. She gasped. “Why the serious look? It’s making me nervous.”

A few moments later, he smiled. “I know you knew I was using you that day.”

Sophia said nothing as she pursed her lips, her silent surprise an affirmative answer, so he sighed. “I did think of using you that day, and you found out about it.” Nonetheless, since she didn’t ask, he didn’t say.

moment later, Sophia smiled. “It’s fine. That wasn’t a big

up slowly. “I’ve seen many people over the

confused. What’s he talking about? Something’s

off her. “Sophia, I’ve kept my feelings hidden all this time. But today, I want to tell you

You’re here

she looked back. Standing at the doorstep was none other than John Constance with his hands in his pockets, who

couldn’t say what he

I’d drop in and say hi since

frowned. So what? There’s no need for a surprise

at the coffee table, where a teapot and teacup sat. A moment later, he looked away

to see you here too, John.