The Returning Ex

Stunned, it suddenly struck Sophia that something was amiss. The picture where she was watching TV didn’t look like it was taken from outside the house. Judging from the angle of the picture, it was taken from the entrance to the living room.

However, there was no way she wouldn’t have noticed it if she was on the couch and someone was taking a picture of her from the living room entrance. The more she stared at the picture, the more terrified it made her feel.

After staring at it for a long while to no avail, she just couldn’t figure out exactly when the picture was taken. Clutching her cell phone, she sent another text asking for the identity of the sender.

This time, the sender stopped replying, and Sophia didn’t ask again, either. She was usually calm, and all the more she had to remain calm now that the other person wanted to cause her panic. Lying in bed again with her cell phone in hand, she couldn’t go back to sleep no matter how she tried.

Her mind was clear and confused at the same time. There were many things she had to figure out and everything seemed clear, but she just couldn’t understand it. Closing her eyes, she sighed. Forget it, I’ll just stop thinking about it if I can’t figure it out. She was never a person who made things difficult for herself, and thus, she continued to stay in bed in a half-asleep state.

When dawn came, she heard the sound of John’s car returning, and she instantly awakened. Rushing to the window, she saw his car gradually coming to a stop in the yard, and he entered the living room in quick steps after hopping out of it.

a few moments and heard the sound of the bedroom door

still carrying the chilly morning air with him, John stopped in his tracks at the door. “Why are

much yesterday and couldn’t sleep at night.” With her eyes fixed on him, she asked, “Did you

the bathroom, he answered, “A

deep red spot on his clothing, which was probably a

wanted to take off his clothes, paused mid-air and turned toward

every part of you. Why are you embarrassed

lips, he stared fixedly at her composed face, and finally couldn’t take it anymore. “Stay in bed a little longer.

the hem of his clothing. Although she had never really done anything evil before, she wasn’t so timid that she couldn’t even bear the sight of bloodstains. After a quick glance, she