The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia and Trevor stayed by the bonfire for a while more before going back to their table, but when they came back, everyone was gone.

Not that she minded though, so she sat down. After downing a few glasses of wine on an empty stomach and having a few kebabs, it was churning down there. She tried to push it down with some juice, but to little effect.

Trevor was sweating from grilling the meat, but he kept smiling at Sophia. “I checked tomorrow’s weather forecast. They said it’s not that hot, so let’s go on a little trip. I’ll plan the itinerary. What do you say?”

Sophia stared at the seat John was in earlier. “We’ll see.” She wasn’t in the mood to think about the next day’s event.

There wasn’t any show on the stage now, for everyone was dancing around the bonfire, though this was the merriest time of the night.

Trevor looked in the bonfire’s direction. “Why don’t we go have some fun around the bonfire? They’re all dancing there, and it seems fun.”

Sophia looked at the dancers perfunctorily. “I want to rest for a bit. I think I’m down with something.” Yeah, I’m feeling nauseous.

That concerned Trevor. “What happened? What’s wrong?”

of grilled meat wafted from afar, but it disgusted Sophia now despite how good

me some pills?” All the color she got from being heated up by the bonfire was replaced by an

quickly stood up. “Okay. Wait for me right here, and I’ll be

back, but after Trevor had left, she slowly stood up and went to the quieter side of the beach. When she got

on the beach, so she went up and sat down on a spot. The humid sea breeze caressed her, but it

be pointless, for it

crashing of waves as her company. When her sole company

Sophia.” Sophia knew who he was from his voice, but she pretended not to hear him. Annoyed, Zack picked up the pace. “Don’t pretend you didn’t hear me. I know

John, but he wasn’t there. “Where’s your boss?” She pulled a long

me. I was about to go with him

a lot of people here. I can’t

away from those thugs. Look at that guy

boss frolics around with women, so is