Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Or rather, if she had any spine at all, it felt like it was made of cheap plastic.

As this thought crossed her mind, she had her elbows propped up on the table before her, with palms pressed together and resting

against her forehead.

Fitch had no idea what she was doing until he noticed her shoulders trembling slightly and tears dripping onto the tabletop, one

after another.

That irksfeeling crept up on him again. He wasn't normally short-tempered, but around her, he found his patience wore thin.

Crying? What's there to cry about? There are plenty of people in the world with bigger problems than hers.

Fitch's heart was indeed cold. He pulled out a cigarette, wanting to light up, but then he remembered where he was and reluctantly

put it back down.

Zoey continued to cry, clenching her hands tightly and trying not to let her sobs escape.

She didn't know why she was crying; just being around him made it impossible to hold back.

In the past few days, she had been hit repeatedly, but she only felt the physical pain, which was bearable.

But with Fitch's presence, it was as though all her wounds were being torn open again, which magnified the pain a thousandfold.

Unbearable agony.

She couldn't recall much of what happened next as she just numbly followed behind him, watching how he signed various

documents until, finally, she saw the blue sky outside.

drove, and she sat in the

were festering, yet

start the car but took a phone call, his brows knitted with

he rubbed his forehead, feeling desperately

he had a meeting

upon arrival, he didn't bother to check on Zoey, who remained seated

during the meeting,

outside occasionally.

the Haskins family business, he'd been a workaholic, never allowing anything to

however, when someone asked him the squestion twice, he felt irritable

Cut all this verbose fluff; I don't have

but before he could react, Fitch had already left

glances and reluctantly started

a polish, or else no one

things slide, but today he

he loosened his tie

assistant didn't dare disturb

dealing with paperwork for a while and noticing it was getting dark outside,

he approached his car in the underground parking,

in

feeling surged within him and, sure enough, when he opened

from her wounds.

anger ignited in Fitch, and

you sick or

making it hard

the dark sky outside, she

of her collar, settled into the

stopped the car at Zoey's current residence; her fingertips

droppingoff.