The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

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Sophia stared blankly as the door closed, the room falling silent once again. The warmth of his touch still lingered on her forehead, aforting heat that had her heart skipping a beat.

After hanging out with Brandon for the past couple of days, she realized that the real-life Brandon was nothing like his chilly Whatpersona.

It's not that he wasn't cool as a cucumber in person, but he was definitely not the skind of cold and strictly-business dude he was over text.

The Brandon she met face-to-face had this extra dash of warmth to him, and Sophia couldn't tell if it was just because of the "Sophia" role she was playing.

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He seemed to really dote on his wife, like, to the point of spoiling her silly.

Sophia couldn't wrap her head around why her past self and this Brandon were as distant as strangers, far from what you'd expect from a regular married couple. And why did she feel such an intense mix of sadness and nostalgia, yet a reluctance to get closer when she first saw him? Recalling that moment when she caught sight of Brandon in the crowd after turning a street corner, that fleeting twinge in her heart, Sophia still felt a bittersweet sorrow, like she was content just watching him from afar.

She couldn't figure out why, because from her brief interactions, Brandon cacross as nothing but gentle and considerate. Sophia didn't dig too deep into it.

In this mix of a racing heart and a tinge of sadness, she drifted off into a deep sleep.

Ever since the physical pain had faded away, her sleep quality was surprisingly awesome, free from the worries of the past. While Sophia quickly succumbed to sleep, Brandon was wide awake, restless not just because of the tension in his body, but also because of the loneliness without Sophia by his side.

She was back, but notpletely, and that reality loomed larger in the dead of night, amplifying the regret and longing in his heart, especially since they were just a wall apart, both lying on a bed filled with shared memories.

Brandon knew he had to take it slow and couldn't be greedy. Sophia being alive and back was already a gift from fate- Sophia woke up bright and early the next day.

Thanks to her solid sleep and regular routine, she was naturally up and at 'em Waking up, she was briefly lost, not remembering where she was until she opened her door and saw Brandon brushing his teeth. Memories of the past few days and that intense kiss from the night before rushed back. In that instant, Sophia was hit with a mega dose of awkwardness. Her hand on the doorknob, she half-heartedly thought about slamming the door shut and pretending she hadn'te out, but Brandon had already heard her and turned to look.

"Good morning," he said, rinsing his mouth.

Sophia had no choice but to give a small smile and greet back, "Morning." With her hand still on the doorknob, she was caught between a rock and a hard place.

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Brandon stepped aside to make room for her, grabbing a soft towel to dab at the corners of his mouth, and said, "I got your toothbrush and cup ready, the light blue set. Let's chow down on sbreakfast after you're done washing up. It's nearly ready." Sophia could only nod, "Okay." After a moment of hesitation, she let go of the doorknob and headed toward the bathroom.

Brandon had everything laid out for her, even squeezing toothpaste onto her brush and handing it over.

"Thanks," Sophia said quietly, taking the toothbrush and starting to brush, feeling slightly ufortable.

Brandon hadn't finished up yet; he bent down, scooping water to wash his face. His long, well-defined fingers looked extra clear and stunning underwater, powerful" and Sophia's mind couldn't help but flash back to the previous night. It was these strong hands that had caused a storm inside her, and......

Sophia quickly turned her face away, feeling her cheeks heat up uncontrollably.

She couldn't stop the associations.

The bathroom was already snug, and with both of them squeezed next to the two-person sink, she felt enveloped between Brandon and the wall. His warm breath was al around her, the air seemingly thick with his pheromones. He was just too present to ignore. Brandon noticed her difort and glanced her way before shutting off the tap.

The bathroom fell silent all of a sudden.

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