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, but she kept throwing herself at

the alcohol that she consumed had made her shameless, just like that one time before this

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

John was done with his shower and came out properly

the sound of him coming out of the bathroom, she quickly jumped

bathroom

was still

for a few moments before undressing

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

slightly down and

tried to forget those images, the more

recall even more images, including the time

could not feel anything else, even though she

and bodies

but he could still get so excited when making love

teeth and decided to stop thinking about that as it would not

how much that man liked her body, he would never like her, and all her

her shower and came out of

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

sleep apart from the fact that the remaining images from the tormenting

was taken back to their wedding night, where she lay in a huge red

real that she could even feel them while

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

hold in his urge, he started kissing

to do and just passively