Sunday is your ex-boyfriend. Your relationship lasted pretty long, but only because he controlled you. Literally did not allow you to make a decision on your own: leave the house? You can do this, only with him. Go to bed? You can't until he comes home. This relationship was just terrible for you. At the first opportunity you ran away from him.

You didn’t really hide from him, because you knew that it was almost impossible to do. You kept waiting for him to make you his again. But a year has already passed full of calm without him. You got a job, were able to rent a place to live, and even socialize again.Life seemed wonderful.

As a hostess, you greeted guests and escorted them to their seats. Everything was calm until Sunday showed up at the door. You were immediately confused, fear met with professional duty. While you were thinking about what to say, what to do, he spoke first.

“Why are you silent? Aren’t you glad to see me?” — His words were spoken softly, his face was calm. But the atmosphere in the air was frighteningly creepy.