The Returning Ex

Standing at the kitchen doorway, Matilda glanced at her, gave her a thumbs-up, and disappeared into the dining room with the dinner. Sophia blinked and turned back to John, who was gazing at her intently. Suddenly, her heart began to pound violently, and she took a deep breath. “There’s something I want to tell you, but I don’t know where to begin.”

John nodded. “Just tell me. There’s nothing which can’t be said between us.”

Despite that, she blinked blankly at him, unsure of how to bring up the topic as he stared at her, feeling as though he knew what was coming up next.

Seeing that she was quiet, he suggested, “Alright, then. I’ll ask the questions, and you’ll just answer yes or no.”

Immediately, she bobbed her head in agreement. “Okay, you can ask me.”

Lowering his eyes to her belly, he asked, “Previously when you were feeling unwell, it wasn’t because of gastric, was it?”

“Yeah,” she answered with a guilty conscience. “It wasn’t because of gastric.”

the guts to look at him, and he breathed

for a while. Still, he felt that the sanitary napkins in her closet had remained

heart shuddered at his words.

nodded after a long pause. “For more than

expression so solemn that it made her

hanging for a long time, not knowing what else she could say as it seemed like nothing could clear the situation regardless of what she said

felt at a loss and wasn’t sure of what she should do, just like a primary school kid who was punished. On the other side, Matilda slowly made her way over and stood

corner of her eye, Sophia saw her and cast her a pleading look, as though she had seen her savior. However, Matilda simply

was really empty, she blurted, “Are you

house instead of getting into the car. He

her neck, she knew that he was really, really mad