The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Stunned, it suddenly struck Sophia that something was amiss. The picture where she was watching TV didn’t look like it was taken from outside the house. Judging from the angle of the picture, it was taken from the entrance to the living room.

However, there was no way she wouldn’t have noticed it if she was on the couch and someone was taking a picture of her from the living room entrance. The more she stared at the picture, the more terrified it made her feel.

After staring at it for a long while to no avail, she just couldn’t figure out exactly when the picture was taken. Clutching her cell phone, she sent another text asking for the identity of the sender.

This time, the sender stopped replying, and Sophia didn’t ask again, either. She was usually calm, and all the more she had to remain calm now that the other person wanted to cause her panic. Lying in bed again with her cell phone in hand, she couldn’t go back to sleep no matter how she tried.

Her mind was clear and confused at the same time. There were many things she had to figure out and everything seemed clear, but she just couldn’t understand it. Closing her eyes, she sighed. Forget it, I’ll just stop thinking about it if I can’t figure it out. She was never a person who made things difficult for herself, and thus, she continued to stay in bed in a half-asleep state.

When dawn came, she heard the sound of John’s car returning, and she instantly awakened. Rushing to the window, she saw his car gradually coming to a stop in the yard, and he entered the living room in quick steps after hopping out of it.

Sophia waited a few moments and heard the sound of the bedroom door opening. Twirling around slowly, she remarked, “You’re back.”

Taken aback and still carrying the chilly morning air with him, John stopped in his tracks at the door. “Why are you up so early?”

With her eyes fixed on him, she asked, “Did you manage to find out anything

bathroom, he answered,

spot on his clothing, which was probably a bloodstain, and went

to take off his clothes, paused

I’ve already seen every part of you. Why are you embarrassed

composed face, and finally couldn’t take it anymore. “Stay in bed a little longer. You have to rest

it fell on the hem of his clothing. Although she had never really done anything evil before, she wasn’t so timid that she couldn’t even bear

blood splatters. Logan was a really reckless person. Fortunately, he wasn’t the one dealing with the man from the beginning,

took off his clothes and chucked them into the bin before jumping into the shower for a thorough wash. In fact, he was exhausted and

phone in her hands. Even when she heard the sound of John coming out of the bathroom, she didn’t look at him nor moved an inch. With a towel draped around himself, he went through the closet and changed into his clothes as though no one was

something to show you,” Sophia declared after a long

over and

her cell phone, she said, “Pictures of me. Look, how do you

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