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

Felix went

piqued. The more you tell her not to

texts, none

him. She tried to excuse

sneered.

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

it'll

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

was yesterday, another customer, another bouquet. The manager felt it

a tad envious of Carol's youth

ideas above your station, girl. The men coming here for barbecue

Don't get seduced and end up in bed.

pretended not to hear, knowing it would be a pain to find a new job, and Felix knew where she worked. She didn't want

hassle of changing

the supermarket, picked up sseafood,

But Felix wasn't home.

knocked for ages with

night, or if he was just trying to distract her with his talk

out charming

usual indifference to women, she doubted

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

up at the sound

He reeked of alcohol, his cheeks flushed.

say

are you back so late? Weren't you

dragged out for drinks.

pry, but she couldn't

bit too much to

keys, his fingers trembling too much to unlock

took the keys from him and opened

his body shaking, as if he

go get you something to sober

her wrist was grasped, and he spoke in

"What is it then?"

could get an answer, she felt the heat emanating

Felix had been slipped something, and