The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Zack no longer responded to Sophia’s text after that. Perhaps he’s occupied. She held onto her phone for a while longer before she eventually left it aside.

She was well-aware that she was only acting this way because she was bored out of her mind. After getting a divorce, she hadn’t gotten a chance to adapt to her new life, and she had to find some things to do for herself. But so what if I’m able to find something to do?

Even if I managed to turn the Earth upside down, it’s still a fact that we’re divorced. He’s now a man that no longer belongs to me, a man who won’t pay any more attention to me. With that thought, she then realized how pointless and boring it was to act the way she did.

Sophia downed the rest of the water in her glass before standing up. The singer on the tiny stage had just finished his song and happened to be getting off the stage at the same time. As she headed to the exit, the singer followed along with a guitar in one hand. The two of them came face to face with one another.

The singer flashed a smile at Sophia. “Hello.”

She nodded and said, “I loved your singing, although I couldn’t understand the words.”

The singer let out a laugh before he asked, “Are you alone?”

With a nod, she replied, “Yeah. Do you want to go for a walk?”

This must’ve come as a surprise to the singer as it was probably his first time meeting such a pretty yet forward woman. He beamed at her, his eyes forming a crescent shape as he replied, “Sure.”

bar when Zack appeared. He

came to a half when he saw an unknown man standing beside Sophia. She kept a neutral and calm

afraid it’d be dangerous for you to be alone,” he explained in a rather agitated

find things awkward as he simply asked Sophia, “Is

nodded toward him before she turned toward Zack and offered, “Why don’t we all go for a walk

He then sized up the singer in front

responded in a warm and gentle

of them left the hotel, and he even followed behind them for a while longer. Once he saw that they had headed toward the beach, he hurriedly turned around and

was surprised to see Zack when he opened the door, and he didn’t seem to be inviting Zack in. “Is there anything else?” They were done with their work earlier, and it was late; John was about to head

gritted teeth, “Your ex-wife… Your ex-wife is going on a date with another man. They’ve headed to the beach; I saw

John nodded. “And then?”

Zack. “And then? Aren’t you going

scoffed and shut the

and rapped the door a few times as he said, “Aren’t you worried

you really not care? Won’t you feel sad if she has someone else with her?” No sound

say, but after contemplating for a bit, he kept quiet. It’s their relationship after all; I might make things worse if I say or get involved too much

wrong move just for the sake of feeling less lonely after her divorce.” The man inside

behind the door with his face devoid of any emotion. Once he was sure that Zack had left, he turned around and went into his bathroom. After stripping off his clothes, he stood under the shower

short period of silence, and he then turned around to turn off the tap. With a swift gesture, he pulled his towel over and

rang for a long while, but no one answered his call. He rarely