The Returning Ex

“Alright, let’s eat,” Lola said, sounding slightly tired.

Logan joined her with a chuckle and took the initiative to serve her the food, which was already cold, but he didn’t seem to mind it one bit.

While eating, he said, “I’ll drop you off at work tomorrow morning. Is the usual timing okay?”

“Yeah,” she mumbled, and picked up her cutlery, but she didn’t touch her food at all.

At the moment, she had no appetite and wasn’t feeling hungry as well. All she felt was the frustration which had built up in her and a little urge to blow her top.

In contrast, Logan seemed very excited. Usually, he would have noticed it right away if she was this depressed, but not this day.

Babbling away happily, he asked her what she would like for the wedding and promised to fulfill all her requests.

she didn’t even dare to think about

should invite all her relatives and neighbors back home, so that all those people overwhelmed

other houses under his name, and her parents could move in anytime they

anything he said, and she slammed her fork on the table after taking a couple of

at her and asked, “What’s wrong? You don’t like my suggestions? Then we’ll

these things for now.” With that, she spun around and

Logan’s reaction, she entered her room and

fine before taking an afternoon nap earlier, and when he traced down the chain of events, she sounded alright as well when she called him

home early for dinner,

her bed and curled up under the sheets. She felt cold all over, and icy cold air was passing through her body. Compared to earlier, she had calmed down considerably, but her heart was still

with anything proper that he would need to hide from her. So, no matter