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.

face, but then she accidentally knocked over a

Felix watched her bend down to pick

pieces, another bowl slipped

said firmly, "Step out, I'll do

but stepped on

"Ouch."

candlelight, Felix saw the droplets of blood on

as he pulled

pain, instinctively

he blinked several times to hold back

living room, she sat on the couch as Felix lit another candle and

toes curled,

calm as he disinfected the

couldn't help giggling, meeting his gaze, she bit her lip,

Felix placed the iodine

dishes. When the

swept up the broken pieces and rolled up his

it seemed effortless for

finished in ten minutes, keeping her

Power was still out.

the couch, perked

"Sure."

oranges from the fridge, sitting beside her on

the soft candlelight that

chin in her hand, she watched him for a moment, then asked, "Felix, you really don't

growing up?"

"No."

orange tasting

need a car or

myself, but we could still make a good

quickly, "You don't

like him that deeply—his face was her favorite thing

on finance, she felt he

her lack of