Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Rain continued to patter against the pavement outside as the car cto a standstill.

The silence within the vehicle was palpable, and Carol knew all too well that her pleas had yet to satisfy Felix.

Her fingernails dug deep into her palms as she lifted her gaze, a strained smile playing on her lips.

"Mr. Brown, shall I get down on my knees for you?"

Her words were laced with jest, yet they sent a shiver through Felix's eyelashes.

Their eyes clashed for the first tin over a month, the sole moment of direct contact in a sea of deliberate avoidance.

At all other times, Carol's gaze never lingered on him.

"You're welcto try," he dared her.

Carol remained silent, keenly aware of Felix's machinations. The depths of his cunning were profoundly unsettling.

Bending her knees, she was ready to kneel without hesitation when he abruptly grasped her wrist.

"Carol, where's your pride?" he taunted.

A genuine laugh burst forth from her, so close to tears it nearly broke her.

"Mr. Brown, what a thing to say. It's not like I've never knelt before."

Felix didn't respond, an irritable mood taking hold as he turned to the driver.

"Go check outside."

soaked through the driver's shirt. Whenever these two were together,

somber, thick with tension.

this suffocating space but opportunities were

door open and darted

assessing the woman's

woman outside, hurt pretty bad.

Have someone stay with

Zoey's face. Otherwise, he wouldn't have failed to identify

"Right away, Mr. Brown."

turned back to

to reply. There was little else she could do. She couldn't even save

eyes, adopting an 'out of sight, out of

to the hospital, and for the duration, her phone,

bed to find Elvis and Wilma standing by her

door swung open

their mere presence in a hospital enough to cause

but her throat was bandaged

youngest, rubbed her eyes, red-rimmed and

oh my God, what happened to you? Do you have any idea? You were in critical condition for thirty hours. The doctors said

was a close call."

body shook with sobs, a wave of delayed terror washing

in a sense their superior, said nothing. He checked

settling back down.

many questions, yet she was unable to

forward, taking

when I heard. I rushed back overnight, got leave from the director. Don't worry, I'll head

blinked to

sense of comfort she hadn't felt in a long