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

right, I liked to run

away meant protecting my son, then that I will

kicked

call Bernard to tell him

he’d understand and I didn’t know where to

deserved better than what I did

saying anything

was wrong to do so, especially since he did go out of his way to get me that

I clearly didn’t

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

just call him later

day after

like the bad guy? I really didn’t want him

me to tell Aiden or

as the

me even

deny

Or he’d want custody.

running to the bathroom and I barely

the seat while throwing

he fight me for custody? Because it was clear

fear swirled

a good idea to tell Bernard about Aiden being Ash’s

and walked to the sink and looked

like a terrible

like it

faucet and cupped my hand

vomit from my mouth, I kicked

probably need to go through Ria’s stash of plan b packets she

wouldn’t notice one missing, right? I sighed, closed the faucet, and peeled off

me into a trap after all, and I fell

to forget me and then knew exactly what to do to bait me

embarrassed myself by giving myself to him yet again and allowing him to

head at my reflection, disappointed that I

Ash today from daycare seeing as Mary was giving a bit of trouble on the way here and I wasn’t really in the right frame of

mess, both inside and

warm sprinkle of water did

miserable and

Mila who agreed to pick up Ash, I set

this but I really did need

out of the freezer

my sadness and frustration in cookies and cream ice cream

than halfway through the tub

sounds at the door and I pinched the bridge

Noel

didn’t want to speak to anyone right now?

Xavier, Mr.

“Enter,” I said, cutting

open and Bernard

behind him and when her footfalls fade he

my leather chair, my legs kicked up on the desk, my ankles crossed, and a pen clicking

but it was the only thing that was keeping my mind off

Well, a little bit.