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.

to think about now because she wasn’t

to say that she should invite all her relatives and neighbors back home, so that all those people overwhelmed with jealousy

houses under his name, and her parents could move in

unable to listen to anything he said, and she slammed

“What’s wrong? You don’t like my suggestions? Then we’ll change the idea. Just tell me what you like. I’ll listen

stood up from her seat. “We’ll talk about this later. I don’t want to think about these things for now.” With that, she

room and swung the door shut

was still dumbstruck. She was perfectly fine before taking an afternoon nap earlier, and when he traced

does she seem so pissed now? he wondered. Is it because I didn’t come home early for dinner, and she became impatient waiting for me? Scratching his head, he couldn’t really figure

herself onto her bed and curled up under the sheets. She felt cold all over, and icy

he wouldn’t have lied if he wasn’t planning on hiding something from her. After thinking about it thoroughly, she couldn’t come up with anything proper that he would need to hide from her. So, no matter how