Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Abner had already made the call; his ride would be swinging by to pick him up shortly.

He had just finished a cigarette, a furrow creasing his brow. He didn't mind the cheap nicotine kick, but it always left a bitter

aftertaste in his mouth.

The sound of panicked voices drifted over to him, followed by the thudding footsteps of someone running in a frenzy.

"Queena, you gotta check this out, Phoebe just keeled over. She's in a bad way."

Pretending she was just hearing the news, Queena immediately dropped the axe she was holding.

Without giving Abner another glance, she bolted towards the commotion.

Abner kept his spot, puffing away. In his other hand, he fumbled with a match he'd nicked from the stove.

He sauntered toward the scene of the incident, only to find the cook who had given him the cigarette sobbing over a woman's

lifeless body.

The faces of the onlookers were grim; Queena had delivered the bleak news with a blunt, "She's a goner."

In just a short span, another life had slipped away—the gossipy Phoebe, of all people.

Murder wasn't a thought that crossed their minds; they simply couldn't fathom it. They chalked it up to a sudden, inexplicable

death.

a heavy sigh, urging the crowd to "grieve

fringes, studying the pallor of the deceased woman.

type to just

suspicious glance towards Queena, who continued

look after their

already mourning Fabian, and now this family

felt bored. His people would be here soon and in three days' time, he'd be

investigate who had betrayed him. None of

swept the area, noticing the

age to crave excitement, yet he was nowhere

decided to head over

he spotted Tobias,

obviously scared out of his

"Tobias?"

drop to the ground

for Tobias to scramble back

are we heading back

lips were bitten raw, a clear sign of

did the dead body

"No, no, I just..."

In a moment of mischief, he'd hidden away and accidentally witnessed Queena and Phoebe

argument, followed

detached, nothing like her usual gentle demeanor when

stayed hidden, not

to grasp the concept of murder and thought Phoebe