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

not

texts, none of

check on him. She tried to excuse herself, but the manager, who had taken a dislike to

sneered.

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

scene here, it'll affect all

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

yesterday, another customer, another bouquet. The manager felt it was affecting business, and maybe

a tad envious of Carol's

here for barbecue aren't your princes. A bouquet of

in bed. If you get knocked up, see

to hear, knowing it would be a pain to find a new

hassle

supermarket,

But Felix wasn't home.

ages

if he'd decided to stay out for the night, or if he was just trying

out charming

his usual indifference to women, she doubted

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

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

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

I say

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

out for drinks. My

right to pry,

had a bit

fingers trembling too much

keys from him and

body shaking, as

go get you

was about to leave when her wrist was grasped, and he spoke in

"What is it then?"

answer, she felt the heat

and from the looks of it, it was