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.

she sat in the passenger seat, quietly watching the road

her fingers were

a phone call, his brows knitted

up, he rubbed his forehead, feeling desperately

a meeting to attend at the

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

during the meeting, his mind wasn't fully there, and he couldn't help

outside occasionally.

family business, he'd been a workaholic,

him the squestion

fluff; I

but before he could react, Fitch had

uneasy glances and reluctantly

a polish, or else no one could

slide, but today he broke through the

he loosened his tie with

assistant didn't dare disturb

and noticing it was getting dark outside,

in the underground parking, a

in the

sure enough, when he opened

from her wounds.

anger ignited in Fitch, and he shook her awake

you sick

was gripped tight, making it

the dark sky outside, she realized night

collar, settled into

at Zoey's current residence; her fingertips were trembling with

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