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.

rain? Didn't I text you

for his

it, his eyes holding a

head to my place

her cheeks

stepped out of the diner, Felix's phone rang with a distinct tone, and his expression

he dropped Carol's hand and

"Hello?"

Ms.

didn't even say goodbye to Carol or

Carol called out, but the rain was too loud, or perhaps he was too preoccupied to hear. The moment

he had long forgotten about the existence of

and making

from Felix. She finally decided

shoes sunk into the

her umbrella inside

this weather, and the subway

stood in the chilling

at midnight, a taxi

sneezed, and as she tried to get in, the driver balked at

takehome. It's impossible to find a ride

a hundred dollars, the driver's eyes lit up.

shivered uncontrollably, her body prone to colds, and

her, the driver watched

Carol, now on high alert, silently dialed Felix

called Abner, her father, who

"What's up?"

at work? I'm in a cab. I

brow furrowed, sensing her fear, and chuckled

cab? Aren't our cars fancy

Carol heard the concern in his voice,