The Returning EX (John and Sophia)

John wasn’t in the mood to do anything today, for he was haunted by a feeling of frustration ever since he had lunch with Sophia.

When he was back in his office, he didn’t read the documents he was supposed to either, and what his grandfather told him before his passing rang in his mind. He told John to take care of Sophia, to which John agreed, but in the end, they still got divorced.

He heaved a sigh. This divorce was going to happen one way or another, so he didn’t regret it. Ever since they were married, he was looking forward to this day, for it wasn’t his idea to marry Sophia. He felt guilty though, toward his late grandfather.

A few more glasses of wine later, John became more frustrated. He felt uneasy for some reason, and in his confusion, John thought about Sophia, but not about the divorce. Instead, he was taken back to many nights ago when Sophia was taking his pounding. He quickly shut his eyes and started sweating. I think I know what’s wrong with me.

Mr. Wolfe was in the mood now, so he caressed the lady’s hand. “Why don’t we go somewhere else?”

John slowly opened his eyes and smiled. “Sure.”

Even though he wasn’t in his best condition, John had to be composed. Luckily, it was cooler outside, so it eased John up a bit. After exiting the room, he texted the driver, asking him to come over quickly.

his arms. Buoyed by the atmosphere, he even hummed. They went past the dance floor after exiting

spectators were buzzing with excitement, for the dancers were starting to strip, much to Mr. Wolfe’s interest. “Well, they do know how to throw a

dance floor, but then he looked further ahead and saw Sophia chatting with another man behind the dance floor. He had to

at her for a long while, but she didn’t notice him. It had been a few glasses of booze since then, so she was tipsy, but

her, so he went

still remember the things she wanted to forget, so

her leg. “Why don’t

looked at him, John was leagues ahead of this man. Thanks to him, she wondered if she could fall for

to hold her face.

someone grabbed his hand. I must be

still see his