Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

So, that’s it?

Nothing else?

Maja had expected a torrent of pleas, a desperate bid to mend the rift. But there was nothing.

Just one word from him, with his chin propped up on his hand adorned with twin rings, silently observing her.

Irritation flared within Maja, though she couldn’t quite pinpoint its cause.

A tightness gripped her chest. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

She jabbed at the steak on her plate with her fork, her expression icy.

Ian’s voice was gentle, “What’s wrong, not hungry?”

“Just leave me alone.”

After she spoke, her brow furrowed deeper, her thoughts a tangled mess she couldn’t seem to unravel.

“Fine, I’ll leave you be.”

As he said this, he kept his gaze fixed on her.

Feeling pricked by an unseen thorn, Maja stood abruptly, grabbing the tablecloth and yanking it, sending steak, red wine, and candle tumbling to the floor.

Only when the chaos settled did she gasp in shock. What was she doing?

She glanced at Ian, then stormed off to the seventh floor.

alone, dried her

2 a.m., Ian still

she kicked off the covers, leaving the room to

on the balcony, smoking, several butts already in the ashtray, his elbow

for a

“Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“Can’t sleep.”

eyed his left hand, the one with the rings, her

rings, are you going to

didn’t look at

chest, but her mind

like me,

“Maybe.”

a spell,

Harrington tomorrow, the one you’ve been so anxious about. And here you are, in

to face her, leaning back against the

was a snare, captivating to Maja all the time,

curious, who the rings

breeze tousled his hair, a mess yet still breathtakingly

glanced at the back of his

a deep breath, and

you think you’re being

then smiled

find the words to describe him, but her mind

deeply, echoing the

serious, you can’t just

his hand, patting

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