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?]

just don't

that, Felix went

you tell her not to do something, the more she

texts, none of

check on him. She tried to excuse herself, but the

sneered.

a respectable barbecue place, we don't want

scene here, it'll affect all

day before, a drunk patron had confessed to Carol, bringing her

bouquet. The manager felt

of Carol's youth

men coming here for barbecue aren't your princes. A bouquet of flowers is

and end up in bed. If you get

pain to find a new job, and Felix knew where

the hassle of changing

to the supermarket, picked up

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 of feeling unwell while

charming

remembering his usual indifference to women, she

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

nearly asleep, she perked up at the sound and saw the motion-activated hall light turn

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

say not to

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

out for drinks. My head

pry,

bit too much

fumbled with his keys, his fingers trembling too much to

took the keys from him

feel his body shaking, as

go get you something to

when her wrist was grasped, and he spoke in

"What is it then?"

she could get an answer, she

slipped something, and from the