The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

As soon as I entered Mary, the tears I tried to desperately hold comes flowing out like a river.
I’m a hiccuping mess in a matter of a few seconds.

I sobbed, gripping the steering wheel and throwing my head on the horn.

It blares by accident but I don’t care.

I hate him.

I hate him for doing this to me.

Why does he always have to hurt me? I’m not sure how long I’ve been crying, all I know is that my throat is dry and throbbing by the time I’m done.

And having his essence still inside me was making this all the more worst.

It’s reminding me every second of him and what we did up there in his office.

It’s reminding me of what happened after.

Suddenly there’s a knock on the glass window and I stop crying altogether and freeze.

Was it Aiden? My heart slams against my chest as I lift my head and quickly wiped under my nose as I looked at who knocked on my glass.

I’m relieved yet disappointed that it wasn’t him, but an unfamiliar lady.

I rolled down the window which made a tiny screeching sound.

I cringed inwardly, already knowing how horrible I look right now.

“Yes?” I asked politely even though I wanted to drive away and not look back because of how embarrassed I was about how | currently look.

She smiled just as politely.

I’m sorry to disturb but I couldn’t help but notice that you were upset.

I just wanted to check up and see if you were okay?”
How sweet of her.

I nod and with a gentle smile, I respond.

“Yes, I am.” I lied smoothly.

“I’m okay, don’t worry.” God, I don’t know when I’ll ever be okay.

The woman nods but doesn’t look like she believed me.

“Okay.

If it helps, everything gets better after a while.” With a smile, the woman leaves and I watch her walk into the SUV parked beside my old car and drive away.

I can’t help but think about her parting words.

I didn’t think things would get better.

It was clear Aiden was still the same guy from high school.

And no matter how much my heart still craves for him, I knew that we would never happen.

Aiden didn’t know how to love, he only knew how to hurt
And I refuse to let him hurt our son.

I started Mary, thanking her that today she worked better than yesterday.

looked at Harrington.co one last time

I

my son, then that

the keys on the counter, kicked

Bernard to tell him what

he’d understand and I didn’t know

deserved better than

without saying anything

he did go

job I clearly

would be appropriate to look like the mess I was after leaving Aiden’s office to go

him later

the day

exactly am I supposed to tell him everything that happened without looking like the bad guy? I really didn’t want him

he’d force me to tell

cold as the

me even more if he

deny

Or he’d want custody.

bathroom and I

clutching the seat while

out about Ash, would he fight me for

swirled in

a good idea to tell Bernard about Aiden

the sink and looked at my

like a terrible

like it

the faucet and cupped

mouth, I kicked the edge

through Ria’s stash of plan b packets she

faucet, and

a trap after all, and I

forget me and then knew exactly what to do to bait me into going to his

by giving myself to him yet again and allowing him

disappointed that I so easily played

giving a bit of trouble on the way here and I wasn’t really in the right frame of mind to be on the

a mess,

under the warm sprinkle of water did no

still looked miserable and

to pick up Ash, I set my

me for this but I really did need that

of the

next hour and more, I drown my sadness and frustration in

I was more than halfway through the tub and only woke up when I heard

door and I pinched the bridge

yell at Noel to leave me the

it that I didn’t want to speak to anyone right now?

Xavier, Mr.

is here “Enter,” I

swings open and Bernard steps into my

quickly closed the door behind him and when her footfalls fade he approached

legs kicked up on the desk,

was irritating, but it was the only

Well, a little bit.