Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Mia couldn't care less about engaging in a drawn-out conversation with Zoey. With an eye roll, she grabbed her shopping bag -

stuffed with designer goodies - and breezed out of the scene.

Zoey's face was the picture of serenity, a stark contrast to Wilma who was fuming.

"Zoey, let's just pick something else."

Zoey just flashed her a smile, "I'm fine."

But Wilma’s heart ached for her friend, and she splurged on five luxury handbags, racking up a tab that was north of three hundred

grand.

"They're on me."

"No need to break the bank."

"Just take them. The endorsement deal you landed us is worth way more than this."

No longer protesting, Zoey picked up the bags, and shoulder to shoulder with Wilma, they headed for the exit.

As they approached the mall doors, Zoey's eyes caught sight of Belinda, who'd apparently been lying in wait since who knew when.

"Zoey," Belinda's face dripped with a guilt that didn't quite mask the covetous glint in her eyes as she ogled the shopping bags

filled with symbols of luxury - a few hundred thousand dollars at least.

Her daughter was loaded now. Once upon a time, a few hundred thousand would've meant life or death for their family; now, it was

merely the price tag for sof Zoey's bags.

own life was coming apart at the seams - on the brink of

was her daughter, living

on leaving. But Belinda clutched

been waiting here just to

icy, a kind of cold indifference that could freeze

person would give

go," the moment she finished the words, Mia's

with the spoils of luxury

well, well, if it isn't the deadbeat mom

face twisted into a mask of embarrassment and rage, memories of her man's stinging

venomous, lasering in on

livid over Belinda's past transgressions, didn't hesitate. Her hand flew up in a

face.

you look atlike that? Who do

she was the one

Mia's hand was already winding up

try anything underhanded again, I'll make sure you and your man end up

let you off the hook, but don't think

To her, Belinda’s

on her face were nothing more than a pathetic display of mongrels

might have wept for Belinda, but after everything that had happened,

slapped you twice. Aren't you going to do something about

at Belinda's double standards - once quick to strike her own

picking on the weak.

watching helplessly as Zoey walked away. Mia huffed contemptuously and turned to

idea. I've got recordings and photos. I want to use them

more than anything for having tainted her perfect brother, lit up at the prospect

"Where's the evidence?"