The Returning Ex

Gazing at the picture on the grave, Sophia said, “I had a dream last night. Grandpa was in my dream, and so were you.”

With a sneer, Matilda jeered, “I guess it was a bad dream after all.”

“Indeed.” Sophia sighed. “I dreamed of you scolding me, blaming me for not being able to bring any blessings into the family. Not only did John have to be involved in this, but Grandpa didn’t even get better.”

These words were the exact phrases which Matilda had repeatedly used against Sophia.

Thinking about it, Matilda asked, “Does John know you’re here?”

“Nope.” Glancing at the mountains at afar, Sophia reckoned it was a scenic view here, and it somehow calmed one’s soul.

Pressing her lips together, Matilda hesitated to speak her mind. But in the end, she blurted, “Before Old Mr. Constance left, he held my hand, asking me to be nice to you and to take good care of you.”

Clearly, Matilda had failed to do as she was told. In fact, she had agreed to be nice, but she was often absent-minded, so she had forgotten all about it the next day.

didn’t like you at all. To be exact, I hate you. If it wasn’t for you,

probably be perfect.” At

that, Matilda was dumbstruck and snapped as if by conditioned reflex, “Of course he

him back. If he really liked Isabelle, why didn’t they just get together officially? Why is he putting Isabelle in such

lips, Matilda stared at

Isabelle, John had hooked up with some random woman in

Sophia ridiculed, “If that’s love, it’s

and she even called up John immediately to seek

John didn’t try to hide it at all. He admitted that the news was true and the person in the picture was

hearing his confession then, Matilda got hopping mad, but after considering

of bearing their own responsibilities without having

had messed up her own matters

sullen face, Sophia found it hilarious and sighed. “Oh well, why did

there wasn’t anything wrong with what Sophia said, but saying that in a place like this sounded wrong. Hence, Matilda was so