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.

Harrington.co one last

was right, I liked to run

if running away meant protecting my son, then that I

counter, kicked off my heels, and started

call Bernard to tell him what was

and I didn’t

better than what I did

saying anything

did go out of his way to

job I

the mess I was

him later on,

day

guy? I really didn’t want him to see me as a monster

me to tell Aiden or he

cold as the thought

even more if he found

deny Ash, deny

Or he’d want custody.

me running to the bathroom and

seat while throwing

Ash, would he fight me for custody? Because it was clear he didn’t want me in

swirled

such a good idea to tell

flushed the toilet and walked to the sink and looked at

like a

like

the faucet and cupped my hand under the

kicked the

need a long shower and probably need to go through Ria’s stash of

one missing, right? I sighed, closed the faucet, and peeled off every layer

me into a trap after all,

and then knew exactly what to do

embarrassed myself by giving myself to him yet again

disappointed that

was giving a bit of trouble on the way here and I wasn’t really

mess, both inside

warm sprinkle of water

miserable and felt

text from Mila who agreed to pick up Ash, I set my phone down and walked over

need that ice

pulled the ice cream tub out of the freezer and

drown my sadness and frustration in cookies

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

at the door and I pinched the bridge of

at Noel to leave me

that I didn’t want to speak to

Xavier, Mr.

“Enter,” I

door swings open and Bernard steps into my

behind him and when

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

it was the only thing that

Well, a little bit.