Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Queena didn't utter a word, her attention fixed on the medicine simmering in the pot.

Fabian's pride was wounded, and in a fit of embarrassed rage, he slapped the table.

"What's the deal here?"

Seeing Queena remain silent, he made a move towards the room where lan was resting.

"Fine, if you won't talk to me, I'll talk to the guy inside. And if he doesn't want to speak up, I'll toss him into the well outside!"

Fabian was used to throwing his weight around at home. His wife had been driven away by his temper, and if it hadn't been for the

school scholarship that Queena received, she might have never escaped a lifetof being on the receiving end of his fists.

Queena never cared about her father, but Fabian still saw her as the meek and compliant daughter she’d been in her youth.

He headed towards lan's room, but as he reached the door, someone smashed a chair down on his back.

He shook violently and toppled to the floor.

Fabian's body trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief, but he couldn't get the words out.

Queena pulled out a needle and thrust it into his brain, ending Fabian's life in an instant.

She returned to the stove to continue brewing her medicine, and after bringing it to lan, she went out to inform the villagers.

Fabian had a decent reputation in the village; though he was an abusive husband, he was also known to stand up for his neighbors.

And, like many men who were tyrants at home, Fabian was obsessed his dignity.

friends began to arrive to help prepare

you holding up okay?

sighed, her voice breaking, "I never expected he'd

Fabian had been trying to fix a few

dependent on Queena for medical care. With her mother

was filled with pity for

vegetables and pork to

help—swashed the veggies, others chopped them, and a few

simple canopy

do next, so others went to

the village, mingling with the

was roused from sleep by the bagpipes, their sound having

to the door, only to see wreaths laid

turned to Tobias, who was

away over

tinged with sadness, "Yeah, it's Queena's dad. Heard he fell off the roof

three days. Look, handsome, I brought you sfood

fussy; he took the utensils

dad supposed to be back

be back until noon. There'll be plenty

towards the hillside with the rising smoke and spoke

to look after Abner,

take it easy,

Abner nodded.

a stick that was just the right

enough to see in a single glance,