Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

She texted Felix, just a casual check-in to see if he'd had dinner and what he was up to.

But Felix’s replies were curt, almost disinterested.

The less he showed interest, the more Carol found herself intrigued.

She was not one for men who con too strong, always suspecting ulterior motives. But Felix's restraint only stoked Carol's

desire to win him over.

Without delay, Carol had someone check out the barbecue restaurant where Felix worked and planned a “chance” encounter.

Felix, however, was a creature of habit, working four jobs every day, heading straight hafterward, rarely venturing out except

for a weekly grocery run. His routine was alarmingly regular compared to Carol's. Even her father, Abner, wasn’t as industrious as

Felix.

Other than work, he scarcely indulged in any leisure, perpetually in a state of earning.

How were they ever going to meet at this rate?

The moment was slipping away.

Impatient, Carol dragged Yolanda with her to the barbecue restaurant where Felix worked.

Before they entered, Carol gave strict instructions.

“Don't reveal my identity. Remember to order plenty of drinks.”

multiple times with Yolanda, who was feeling a

going to con

when it’s

silent, and they took their seats as the dishes

one serving them

was about to give up, she spotted

of the group splashed a drink

a look, and Yolanda

Last

you hand over your whole paycheck to your mom, saving

in Greenfield. Your family’s so poor, you probably split a biscuit

more

the table for

budget. See those bottles? That's half

it, huh? If you weren't my cousin, I'd never bring you to a place like

hard liquor adorned

wait any longer; she had a plan. She genuinely liked Felix, ever since that night at the

clean-cut, like a camellia.

until Felix appeared, crystallizing her fantasies.

catch Felix’s attention. He glanced over, wiped the liquor from his hair,

he'd been

“We don’t need your introductions here, scram. My

it’s like you're

table, Yolanda gave the

to do, but you're finishing these drinks.

cash you're keeping from her. She'll

improvised tirade, Yolanda stormed off, leaving Carol alone with

by the window, her solitary shadow cast upon the