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.

few of Fabian's close friends began to arrive to help prepare for the

holding up

off to the side, Queena sighed, her voice breaking, "I

her, Fabian had been trying to fix a few broken tiles on the roof when he fell to

on Queena for medical care. With her mother gone and her father

filled with

pork

the veggies, others chopped them, and a few

simple canopy

watched it all, claiming she wasn’t sure what to do next, so

the village, mingling with the smoke from the

bagpipes, their sound having continued throughout the

door, only to see wreaths laid out on a

to Tobias,

passed away over

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

for three days. Look, handsome, I brought you sfood

took the utensils and ate

supposed

until noon. There'll

rising smoke and

behind to look after Abner, and now,

it easy, handsome,

Abner nodded.

fetched a stick that was just the right length for Abner to use as

village surroundings, which were small enough to see