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 cover

Felix went

tell her not to do something, the more she

she peppered him with texts, none of which

to get off work and check on him. She tried to excuse

sneered.

tellyou're meeting up with those customers. This is a respectable barbecue

a scene here, it'll affect all

had confessed to Carol, bringing her

another customer, another bouquet. The manager felt it was

of Carol's

coming here for barbecue

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

would be a pain to find a new job,

hassle

the supermarket, picked

But Felix wasn't home.

knocked for ages

he was just trying to distract her with his talk of

charming someone

remembering his usual indifference

at night, a whole five hours, before she heard the faint sound

the sound and saw the motion-activated hall light turn on. She looked

met Felix's. He reeked of alcohol, his

say

was worried about you. Why are you back so late? Weren't

out for drinks. My head is killing

to pry,

bit

his fingers trembling too much to unlock

the keys from him and opened

shaking, as if he was trying to suppress

go get you

leave when her wrist was grasped, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "I'm not drunk,

"What is it then?"

could get an answer, she

and from the looks of it, it