Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

After the lawyer left, she found herself staring blankly out the window, her thoughts suddenly drifting hto Ozzy.

She always made sure to leave plenty of kibble for Ozzy whenever she stepped out, but now she had been hospitalized for four

days.

Panic set in, and she quickly got out of bed, determined to check out and head hto see her furry friend.

But the moment her feet touched the floor, the room spun wildly.

With no other choice, she grabbed her phone and called Elvis.

“Elvis, can you swing by my place and check on Ozzy? He should have enough food, but I haven't been hin days.”

“Il head over right now,” he assured her.

Her heart softened at his response, and on impulse, she asked, “Could you bring him over this afternoon? I really need to see him.”

“Of course.”

Only then did she feel truly at ease.

True to his word, Elvis brought Ozzy to her in the afternoon.

Ozzy was a little bundle no bigger than a forearm and had to be carried.

The moment Zoey laid eyes on him, her complexion brightened considerably.

“Thanks,” she said as she took Ozzy into her arms from Elvis.

The little grey pup was quiet, probably sensing that Zoey was unwell. It lay still in her embrace, only its tail wagging furiously.

its head gently, then gave it a

still food

down a fruit basket and took a

“Thank you.”

Ozzy close, leaning back

him catching anything, especially

evident.

really. I'd rather recover

clearly worried. “You need to

the sat home, and I'm more comfortable

couldn't dissuade her, Elvis went to negotiate

the doctor eventually prescribed

with Ozzy in his arms, and Zoey, hobbling on crutches, made their way to the

the ground floor and the elevator doors slid open, she

a follow-up appointment and

her crutches, moved awkwardly, ignoring Fitch as she shuffled past

lawyer that she was hospitalized with what he thought was just a common cold,

by her apparent severity.

stepped into the elevator, stealing one

was limping, pausing every few steps to rest, clearly in

clutched his arm, “Fitch, what are

elevator

darkened, but she forced a smile. “That was Zoey, right? How did she get hurt? And who was that guy

her? They seemed close.”

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must be ready by now. The check-up won't

suddenly

his way to the designated smoking area,