Novelas y relatos de The Returning Ex Novel Sophia

--- Nexus Plaza — The Encounter The woman didn’t flinch when Sophia approached. Only her eyes shifted, glacier-clear and deep with centuries of silent instincts humanity had not yet unlearned. Sophia offered a gentle nod. “You returned.” “You noticed,” the woman replied, voice low, steady. “I notice those who watch carefully,” Sophia said. “It’s usually a sign they’re deciding something important.” The woman's lips twitched. Not quite amusement—acknowledgment. “Names,” she said, as if marking a chess opening. “Elara Holt.”

Emily's voice was soft as she read the new message: Jake: Soph, please, talk to me. Sophia shook her head vehemently, her auburn curls bouncing. "I can't," she choked out, tears finally spilling over. "I just... I fucking can't." Amy slid closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "Jake isn't Alex, Soph." The name hung in the air like a toxic cloud. Sophia flinched, memories of her cheating ex flooding back - the lies, the betrayal, the gut-wrenching pain that had left her confidence in tatters.

Our gaze was cut short when Stephen leaned down and kissed her. Now I was very certain that I was the one stopping Avery from being happy with the one she loves. People were right when they said I was the Ex who had refused to move on. Suddenly, I caught sight of Ethan pulling out a pistol from one of the Cop’s holsters. He pointed the pistol at Avery who had her back facing him. I had no idea what came over me, but I found myself running to her. I wanted to protect her from harm’s reach. “Avery! Move away!”

Sophia replied. "Well that's not what's important right now. Have you heard the news?" Kate asked. Sophia was befuddled, not knowing what she was talking about. "What news?" "That bitch is back Soph. Eve is back." Upon hearing the name, Sophia felt her whole body shiver. She didn't know why, but something about the name felt wrong to her. 'Wait! Isn't that the name of Caden's first lover?!' Her eyes bulged remembering who the name belonged to.

"I am not here to fight with you, Claire. I am here to do you a massive favor." "I do not want your favors. Get out of my office." "Raphael fired me an hour ago," Sophia stated. Claire froze. Her hands stopped moving over the blueprints. The exhaustion cleared for a split second, replaced by pure shock. "He fired you?" "Yes," Sophia smiled a cold, paper-thin smile. "We just had a private meeting at an abandoned warehouse across the city. He fired me because he has his full memory back, Claire." Claire felt all the air leave the room. The quiet office suddenly felt like a vacuum.

** **Sophia: The caption is some next-level gaslighting bullshit. **Me: I’m aware.** **Sophia: You okay?** Am I? I don’t even know anymore. **Me: I’m fine. At work. Can’t think about this right now.** **Sophia: Okay. But I’m coming over tonight with wine and terrible movies.** **Me: Deal.** I pocket my phone. Try to focus on the campaign brief in front of me. Target demographics. Engagement metrics. Things that don’t involve my ex-boyfriend parading his new relationship like a trophy.

She’d moved back in the same day Tristan left her in that motel, still wearing the jeans and T-shirt she’d bought from the gas station across the street because the wedding gown was stuffed in a trash bag at the bottom of her closet like evidence she never wanted to see again. The first week blurred into survival mode. She called the café where she used to work before. Ethan swept her into his world and she almost forgot how to survive on her own. She had to beg for her old shifts back. Her boss, a no-nonsense woman named Carla who’d seen every kind of heartbreak, took one look at the dark circles under Sophia’s eyes and said, “You start tomorrow. No questions, no drama. Just show up.” Showi

And walked away. "What's with you...did..." Sophia started, but her gaze fell on someone unexpected. "This can't be," her hands clenched tightly at her sides. When did she come back? Sophia's anger flared up seeing Grace "Why is she here," She glanced over where Caesar was and saw how he was looking at Grace. Sophia's blood boiled upon seeing Caesar captivated by Grace. She couldn't understand why Caesar was staring so intently at her, considering she was his ex-wife. Sophia's eyes narrowed, her jaw clenched with anger. How dare he give Grace ar ention?

What has she done to me? "Good afternoon, sir. It's me, Sophia I am back," Hearing her voice from outside a few minutes later, I quickly jerk up from my seat, and adjust myself like someone that was about to see his crush. I quickly adjust my hair and my cloth to look perfect, before I usher her in. I didn't expect her to be back by this time, I thought she would spend some time with het family, but it's not bad, seeing her face won't let me think about what happened to me.

“Where are you going, madam?” When Sophia saw Fia walking downstairs, she quickly walked over and asked her. Fia looked at Sophia, confused. “Who are you?” Although Sophia had heard from Silas about her losing her memories, when she suddenly had to face it herself, she still found it hard to accept. “I’m Sophia Bennett. Sir asked me to watch over you.” Fia looked at Sophia for a moment before shaking her head. She then placed her hand on her chest. “I’m not feeling well.”