Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol returned to her apartment, a smile creeping across her lips at the memory of Felix cooking in the kitchen. It was an image

she just couldn't shake.

She knew her friend Maja had been swamped with overtat the office, so she sent another text to Yolanda.

[Girl, I'm trying not to get too excited, but the man can cook, and he looks like a snack doing it.]

Yolanda's response took its sweet time, arriving ten minutes later.

[Carol, to be honest, I don't see the big deal. He's alright, but the guy can't even ride a motorcycle.]

Carol's lips twitched in amusement, thinking Yolanda only had eyes for bike lovers. She was blissfully happy, even though nothing

had happened between her and Felix. Just the thought of him made her heart flutter.

[Another thing, I bet he can't even afford a motorcycle.]

Carol nearly burst out laughing, rubbing her temples. There was no point arguing with Yolanda; the girl was in her own world.

After a refreshing shower, Carol couldn't resist texting Felix.

[Got home, just showered. You asleep?]

Felix saw the message but didn't reply, standing alone on his tiny balcony with a cigarette.

Her message vanished into the void, and Carol reluctantly drifted off to sleep.

She had expected things with Felix to continue at a lukewarm pace, but after a week of delivering groceries to him, an opportunity

finally presented itself.

That evening, while still at work, she received a text from Felix.

[Don't bother with the food delivery tonight, not feeling too hot.]

Of course, Carol couldn't just do nothing when he mentioned he was feeling under the weather.

[Got a cold? Fever? Should I bring you smeds?]

don't

that, Felix

her not to do something,

him with texts,

and check on him. She tried to excuse herself, but the manager, who had

sneered.

customers. This is a respectable barbecue place, we don't want any scandal. If

a scene here, it'll affect all of

had confessed to Carol, bringing her a bouquet of roses. The manager

yesterday, another customer, another bouquet. The manager felt

envious of Carol's

station, girl. The men coming here for barbecue aren't your princes. A bouquet

Don't get seduced and end up in bed. If you get

find a new

the hassle of

to the supermarket,

But Felix wasn't home.

ages with

decided to stay out for the night, or if he was just trying to distract her with his talk

charming

remembering his usual indifference

on the floor, she waited until eleven at night, a whole

up by the door, nearly asleep, she perked up at the sound

her eyes met Felix's. He reeked of alcohol, his cheeks flushed.

say

back so

out for drinks. My head is

right to pry, but she couldn't help supporting

bit too

with his keys, his fingers trembling

from him and opened

could feel his body shaking, as if he

you something

her wrist was grasped, and he spoke in a hoarse voice,

"What is it then?"

she felt the heat

something, and from the looks of it, it was