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

we going to

conning when it’s about love,” Carol

and they took their seats as the dishes

wasn't the one serving them this time, much to

a two-hour wait, just as Carol was about to give up, she spotted Felix by another booth, in what seemed like

of the group splashed a drink on him, drenching

look,

of this fancy food, right? Last

heard you hand over your whole paycheck to your mom,

down-payment. Like he could ever afford a place in Greenfield. Your family’s so poor, you probably split a biscuit into

more

the table for

family’s yearly budget. See those bottles?

If you weren't my cousin, I'd never bring you to a

hard

she had a plan. She genuinely liked Felix, ever since that night at the BlueSky Bar. He was neat

clean-cut, like a camellia.

type was until Felix appeared, crystallizing her

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

he'd been

impatiently and waved him off, “We don’t need your introductions here, scram. My girlfriend

it’s like you're doing

table, Yolanda gave

out of pity. I've got things to do, but you're finishing these drinks. And if you don't, I'll

from her. She'll chew you out for

improvised tirade, Yolanda stormed off, leaving Carol alone

cast upon the glass, looking pitiful in the night