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.

in the rain? Didn't I text you to

asking for his number slunk

a deep warmth that was quickly replaced by his usual

we head to my

cheeks warm as

the diner, Felix's phone rang with a distinct tone,

a second thought, he dropped Carol's

"Hello?"

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to

perhaps he was too preoccupied to hear. The moment

awake, he had long forgotten about the existence

sending messages and making calls

ten o'clock, still no word from Felix.

rain was relentless, her shoes sunk into

wind flipped her umbrella inside out,

in this weather, and the subway was

chilling wind, drenched, with

a taxi

to get in, the driver

I'll give you a hundred to takehome. It's impossible

dollars,

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

to her, the driver watched her

car veered off course, and Carol, now on high

quickly called Abner, her father,

"What's up?"

in a cab. I sent you the license plate number. Please wait

furrowed, sensing her fear, and

cars

in