Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Maja felt the restlessness within her subside as she admired the ring. In the quiet of the bedroom, she couldn’t resist glancing at it again and again.

Though it didn’t send her heart racing, she could at least sleep now.

She turned over and took another peek.

Then turned again for yet another look.

When Ian climbed into bed, he saw her fixated on the ring.

He had finished his nightly routine, scrubbing off the day’s smell of smoke.

With one arm, he enveloped her, preventing her from rolling around the bed any further.

“It’s getting late. Let’s get some shut-eye, okay? We’ve got that appointment with Dr. Herrington tomorrow, remember?” he said softly.

Maja instantly stilled, nestling into his embrace.

“Ian, Dr. Herrington is a really good guy.”

“Uh-huh.”

“He saved me once, and he’s always been so kind.”

“Uh-huh.”

the genius too. Did you know he has

begun to doze, snapped his

too much,

Herrington said

“He said he doesn’t?”

“Yeah.”

a small chuckle escaping him, “Clever

the better of her.

Elated?

could still sense that

twin brother. So, they look exactly alike, but one

having two key figures, one B and

were undone by a hypnotized,

pulling her tightly into

Phelps to anyone else. Her slip of the tongue was a

up in that emotion, her guard had

probably hadn’t counted on

schemes had unwittingly handed Ian a crucial piece

blunder,

kissed her

know what it means to wear this ring, Maja? It means you’re agreeing

indifference, suddenly opened her eyes wide, instinctively reaching to remove the