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.”

went over her script multiple times with Yolanda, who was

we going

conning when it’s about

and they took their seats as the dishes

the one serving them this

up,

of the group splashed a

Yolanda a look, and Yolanda began

food, right? Last tyou

I heard you hand over your whole paycheck to your mom, saving

down-payment. Like he could ever afford a place in Greenfield. Your family’s

more convincingly

the table

your family’s yearly budget. See those bottles? That's half

huh? If you weren't my cousin, I'd

of hard liquor

a plan. She genuinely liked Felix, ever since that night

clean-cut, like a camellia.

what her type was until Felix appeared, crystallizing her fantasies. She liked his kind, the clean-cut

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

been

scoffed impatiently and waved him off, “We don’t need

you; it’s like you're doing it

Yolanda gave the

to do, but you're finishing these drinks. And if you don't,

from her. She'll chew you out for

stormed off, leaving Carol alone

solitary shadow cast upon the glass, looking pitiful in the night