The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Upon entering the hotel room, Sophia did not go straight into her room.

Instead, she sat on the couch. “You’re going to use the bathroom, aren’t you? You can go first.”

John looked at her, remained silent, and went to grab his pajamas before entering the bathroom.

The bathroom door was not closed all the way, so if one paid enough attention, one could hear the sound of running water.

While she sat on the couch and was on her phone, some strange images appeared in her head.

Those images were vague before this, but all of a sudden, they were now clear as crystal.

One of them was the image of the naked John standing below the showerhead, and she recalled that he was frightened when he saw her undress upon entering the bathroom.

D*mn it. She had way too much alcohol that day, so she should not be remembering all these details.

Why did everything come back to her now?

Not only that, but she even recalled how John tormented her in bed.

She put down her phone and sighed before putting her hands over her face.

her,

her shameless, just like that one time before this

knees and buried her face in them. She tried to think of some political theories to replace the censored

with his shower and came out properly

him coming out of the bathroom, she quickly jumped down from the

the bathroom door

was still damp,

paused for a few moments before undressing

taking a cold shower, but for health reasons, she had to let

temperature slightly down and stood below the

forget those images, the more her brain

on her body, she started to recall even more images, including the

was not a pleasant experience; apart from pain, she could not feel

emotions and bodies were

never loved her and still did not, but he could still get so excited

teeth and decided to stop thinking about

body, he would never like

took her shower and came out of the bathroom wrapped

that her mind would go crazy, so she quickly got changed and lay in bed, hoping that she could fall

she had a good sleep apart from the fact that the remaining images

night, where she lay in a huge red bed

so real that she could even feel them while she was in her

the idea of making love to her, so the two continued to lie there until midnight

able to hold in

not really know what to do and just passively accepted