Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Felix barely touched his dinner, his mind clearly elsewhere.

Oblivious Carol didn't make the connection that he wasn't keen on sharing the meal with her.

Once the meal was over, she had no reason to stay, but she lingered, unable to bear leaving. Felix didn't say a word to keep her

there.

Eventually, Carol took the initiative, "Could you walkdown to hail a cab? I'm a bit scared."

Their neighborhood was quite secluded, and though there was a bus stop right outside, at this late hour, who knew if she'd run into

the kind of thugs she'd encountered before.

Just as Felix was about to nod, a clap of thunder rumbled outside, followed by a streak of lightning, and the power went out.

Darkness enveloped the room, accompanied by the storm outside.

Old houses were prone to tripping the circuit breaker. Felix fetched his phone for light, "Just sit for a bit, we'll leave when the

power's back."

Carol was only too glad to stay, "Got any candles?"

Felix rummaged through a drawer and lit a few candles before starting to clear the table.

Carol grabbed his hand, "Letclean up, you cooked, so I'll take care of the dishes."

He paused, tempted to shake her off, but refrained.

Eagerly, Carol began clearing the dishes to the kitchen, which was barely big enough for one person and pitch dark, save for the

light from the living room.

Felix placed a candle by the fridge.

For Carol, it was a experience - washing dishes on a stormy night with a man she fancied.

her face, but then she accidentally

kitchen door, Felix watched her bend down to pick up the shards

reached for the pieces, another bowl slipped from the counter and

said firmly, "Step out, I'll do

Carol turned to leave but stepped

"Ouch."

the candlelight, Felix saw the droplets of

as he pulled

pain, instinctively

tensed, he blinked several times to hold back

room, she sat on the couch

curled,

calm as

gaze, she bit her

Felix placed the iodine

When the power's back, I'll walk

up the broken pieces

seemed

in ten minutes, keeping her

Power was still out.

perked

"Sure."

two oranges from the fridge, sitting

it was the soft candlelight that made his

him for a moment, then asked, "Felix, you

growing up?"

"No."

orange tasting sweet in

kind do you like? Seriously, consider me. I don't need a car or a house, and I don't care how much you

we could still make

quickly, "You don't

felt a pang of guilt; she didn't truly like him that deeply—his face was her favorite

tonight, watching him cook, clean, surrounded by books on finance, she felt he wouldn't

her