Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The following days found Carol starting anew at a local barbecue restaurant, this tdeliberately choosing one closer to where

Felix was staying.

Felix was swamped, juggling several jobs at once. If Carol didn't make tto see him, they'd never meet.

Her new job was just a mile from Felix’s place, a leisurely fifteen-minute walk.

Every evening, she'd wait for him to finish work, and they'd ride the subway htogether, chatting about their day.

Occasionally, they'd splurge on a cab.

Tonight, it was raining when she went to pick him up, umbrella in hand.

But Felix was nowhere to be seen. She ventured into the barbecue restaurant and found him surrounded by a group of young

women, all clamoring for his WhatsApp.

"Sorry, I'm off the clock now."

"Con, handsome, just add us. We'll cback often to support the place."

"I have a girlfriend."

The girls looked crestfallen at the news.

That was when Felix looked up and saw Carol, his smile instantly genuine.

"Carol."

She stood there, rain dripping off her umbrella, not bothering with the other girls, just smiling at him.

Felix walked over, his hand brushing her hair to make sure she wasn't wet.

the rain? Didn't I text

girls asking for his number slunk

took Carol's hand and kissed it, his eyes holding a deep warmth that was quickly

we head to my place

her cheeks warm as

rang with a distinct tone, and his expression shifted—it was

he dropped Carol's

"Hello?"

Brown, Ms. Geo is

even say goodbye to Carol or take the umbrella; he just

too loud, or perhaps he was

he had long

and

word from

sunk into the

flipped her umbrella inside out, blurring her

in this weather,

in the chilling wind,

a taxi pulled

as she tried to get in, the driver balked at

hundred to takehome.

of a hundred dollars, the driver's eyes lit

Carol shivered uncontrollably, her body prone to colds, and she

watched her with an

Carol, now on

quickly called Abner, her father,

"What's up?"

you're still at work? I'm in a cab. I sent you the license plate number. Please

brow furrowed, sensing her fear,

Aren't our cars

heard the concern in