The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

He laid out his jacket on the table and told her, “There, much better.”

“You’re really my attentive little angle,” she said as she looked at him. To that, he merely grunted softly. Chuckling, she requested, “Show me the picture again.”

Logan knew which picture she meant, so he took out his wallet to show her.

They really don’t look alike; nothing at all. Staring at the woman in the picture, she asked, “How many people have you met in your life who looks like your mom?”

“Before this, I thought that my eldest sister, Lynette, looked like her, but not anymore now. Then, I felt that my second-eldest sister, Lydia, resembled her a little. However, when I looked closer, the resemblance was gone.” Looking at her, he said earnestly, “Now, I think you look like her.”

Inspecting the picture a little further, Sophia could see what he meant as she ran her fingers across the picture. “Well, it’s not too bad for you to have something to remember her by.”

Which is much better than me, she thought. There were no pictures of those two *ssholes at all.

According to her grandfather, he had kept their pictures when they first took off. As the years passed and they didn’t return, he took them for dead and burned all their pictures, saying that there was no point to keep anything belonging to the dead.

While Sophia slumped over the table, both of them chatted for a while until people from the Constance Family passed by the pavilion, and she recognized two of them as the ones who helped Kate up the stage for her speech earlier.

They were now leading some people carrying a huge wooden chest, which seemed very heavy, toward the banquet hall. She wondered what was in it.

better view, she pondered out loud,

people were gone, Sophia returned to her seat and straightened her clothes. “Why are wealthy people always going the extra mile to make their own

next to her. “Miss Gwendolyn, what a surprise to see you

jumped in astonishment and turned to the source of the voice, but Logan snatched the words right out

Yep, that’s Dylan.

the pavilion, Dylan beamed. He was there alone without a date. “I thought I saw you earlier, but I was afraid that I had mistaken

as well,” Sophia exclaimed, getting up from

the invitation was sent to the whole Constance

the meal was served,” she added, giving

first because I don’t like crowded events, but I have to come in my father’s

“Where were you earlier? I didn’t see you the whole time. It would’ve been nice to sit at the same table if I had seen you

explained

the same

“But when I ran into him, he didn’t

Sophia guessed, “Probably he thinks that there’s

the dance floor now.

his head and sighed. “I’ll pass. It must be noisy

too noisy and there are too many

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