Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Fitch couldn't quite grasp why he was driven to act on impulse; perhaps it was that shimmering gaze that had sparked something

within him.

The rush of adrenaline was simply irrepressible.

Even now, his body was still abuzz with excitement.

Reaching for his pack of cigarettes, he intended to light another one, only to find the pack empty.

He'd been hitting them hard lately.

Leaning back, he undid the top two buttons of his shirt, as if needing extra air to breathe easier.

After calming himself for an hour, he finally hit the gas and drove back home.

In the dead of night, Zoey spiked a fever.

Fumbling, she managed to swallow a couple of pills; hearing Ozzy's bark, she weakly stretched a hand to the bedside, absently

petting him.

Weighed down by the heat of the fever, her mind was foggy.

Fitch's scent still lingered on the bed, as if he hadn't really left.

Burying her face in the pillow, she clung to that lingering trace of him for comfort, and her body was still radiating with feverish

warmth.

Unbeknownst to her, the photo of Fitch dropping her off had already made its way to Mia's hands.

Mia had been convinced by Sharon to stay put in the hospital room that afternoon.

The whole ordeal was her own doing; she wanted to see Zoey and her family destroyed.

As Mia looked at the photo in her grasp,her face turned ashen.

"So, my brother stayed at her place for hours?"

not

with rage, clenching her fists

keep this up; Fitch

continued with her schemes, he'd

a

a thin line; the thought of

How could he fall

Zoey destroy her life and still marry

out of bed and returned

pleased to see

to spend a few more days at

suicide had been meant to frZoey, but now that Zoey was free, the charade was

to think

mad; it seemed a wild beast within her was

I need a

hand, replied with a sigh, "I know you're hurting, but don't take

was a criminal, and yet he'd

was blind with hatred and had

you to pretend to be sick, to get my brother to chand look after you

skeptically, "What are you

don't you care

what I mean. Alright, I'll play along, but no more wild

he received the news that Sharon had

lady's condition could be due to Miss Mia's situation;

and immediately drove back to the

bandage wrapped around her wrist, she

with a

and headed upstairs toward Sharon's

unconsciousness, and a doctor was make up her prescription beside

"How is mom?"

with worry. She was calling out for you just

the bed,

side of the bed before she began to

handyour phone. I need

Mia's incident."