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

curiosity was piqued. The more you tell her not to do something, the more she wanted

she peppered him with texts,

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

sneered.

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

it'll affect all

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

The manager

of Carol's youth and

girl. The men coming here for

end up in bed. If you get knocked up, see who'll

would be a pain to find a new job, and Felix knew

the hassle of

she rushed to the supermarket,

But Felix wasn't home.

knocked for ages

he was just trying to distract

charming

his usual indifference to women, she

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

at the sound and saw the motion-activated hall

reeked of alcohol,

I say not

back so late? Weren't

out for drinks. My head is killing

right to pry, but she couldn't

bit

with his keys, his fingers trembling

keys from him and opened

feel his body shaking, as if

get you something

and he spoke in a hoarse

"What is it then?"

could get an answer, she felt the

something, and from the