Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Zoey had had enough. Feeling drained, she pushed herself up and trudged to the bathroom for a shower.

Stripping down, she caught sight of the bruises that peppered her skin, souvenirs from kicks and blows, even her lips weren't

spared.

The woman in the mirror looked gaunt, and her eyes were unnaturally large against her thin face.

After her shower, she returned to find Fitch still hanging around. She didn't quite get his deal, and she didn't press him to leave.

She made herself a steaming bowl! of oatmeal, and it was only then that she felt a flicker of strength return to her body.

While she was at the sink washing dishes, the doorbell rang.

Peering through the video intercom, she saw it was the building manager.

"Zoey," the manager called out from outside.

She hurried to open the door and was met with the sight of the manager holding a small dog.

"Zoey, we found this little guy wandering around the complex. Last tsomeone tossed him into the pond to drown, but

thankfully, a passerby rescued him. We've asked around, and nobody knows whose it is. Someone mentioned it might be yours.

The dog's been at the office, but it's too noisy. Is it yours?"

Zoey stood frozen, as if struck by lightning. After a long moment, she finally took the trembling, grey pup into her arms.

Ozzy whimpered softly.

a

remembered Fitch was there and blurted out, "Fitch, look at

her eyes downcast, she just quietly stroked

had carelessly tossed Ozzy downstairs, she had flung him into the pond without a second thought

him dirty. Zoey didn't know he

his fingers. When Zoey had called out to him, his eyes had shone with

hadn't seen

by that glimmer in her eyes; it was like something pierced right through him, and it

cigarette burned down to a stub, and

in the

she'd momentarily

- a little bit of

scent, wagged his tail furiously. He had been

bark sounded tender

food in his bowl, her

the window, flicked away the

was about to get up, she was suddenly pushed down

from her back to

It was a one-sided

bed creaked loudly

was resting against her

she was freshly showered, the scent of her body wash lingered in the air

pulled away, casually grabbing a blanket to cover

nothing, clinging to the

clothes were still neat. After a quick adjustment of his pants, he tossed a card onto the