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.

at Harrington.co one last time

right, I liked

meant protecting my

keys on the counter, kicked off my heels, and started unbuttoning my

Bernard to tell him what

understand and I didn’t know where to

than

saying

he did go out of his way to get me that

job I clearly didn’t

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

just call him later on, or

day after

looking like the bad guy? I really didn’t want him to see me as a monster for keeping Ashton

me to tell Aiden

the thought

hate me even more if he

deny Ash, deny ever

Or he’d want custody.

bathroom and I barely made it to the toilet

seat while throwing up

fight me for custody? Because it

swirled in

good idea to tell Bernard about Aiden being

and walked to the sink and looked at my reflection in

like a terrible

felt like it

the faucet and cupped my hand

mouth, I kicked the edge of the door so it

go through Ria’s stash of plan b packets she always has in

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

me into a trap after all,

knew exactly what

myself by giving myself to him yet again and allowing him to mark me by cumming

reflection, disappointed that I so easily

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

mess,

and staying under the warm

miserable and

to pick up Ash, I set my phone down

but I really did need that ice

cream tub out of the freezer and

drown my sadness and frustration in cookies

through the tub and only woke up when

the door and I pinched

at Noel to

I didn’t want to speak to anyone

Xavier, Mr.

“Enter,” I

door swings open and Bernard steps into

behind him and

on the desk, my ankles crossed, and a pen clicking beside

was irritating, but it was the only thing that was keeping my mind off of

Well, a little bit.