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

still food

down a fruit basket and took

“Thank you.”

held Ozzy close, leaning back against the

want him catching anything, especially not from the hospital. She asked Elvis, her

evident.

I get out of here? I feel fine, really. I'd rather recover at hand look after Ozzy

worried. “You need to

home, and I'm

that he couldn't dissuade her, Elvis went to negotiate

eventually prescribed a

in his arms, and Zoey, hobbling on crutches, made their

the elevator doors slid

was there for a follow-up appointment and hadn't

gripping her crutches, moved awkwardly, ignoring Fitch as she

lawyer that she was hospitalized with what he thought was just a

by her apparent severity.

the elevator, stealing one last glance

was limping, pausing every few

“Fitch, what

elevator

was Zoey, right?

her? They seemed close.”

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now. The check-up

suddenly

of the elevator, he made his way to the designated smoking area, which had windows overlooking