Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

After stepping out of the cab, she transferred a hundred bucks to the driver via her phone.

The driver, sensing her sour mood, plastered a grin on his face. "Miss, if you're feeling down, maybe I can help lighten the mood?"

Carol stiffened, the creepiness of his offer washing over her. She backed away hastily, not even bothering to pop open her

umbrella. She was already drenched to the bone—what was a little more rain?

The sound of the downpour mingled with the driver's chuckling as it hammered against her ears.

She quickened her pace and entered her apartment building, which was cheap and consequently lacked proper security. The driver

followed her, probably assuming she had no one to turn to since her phone call earlier seemed merely to embolden herself.

The dangers a woman faced alone were often beyond imagination.

Carol made a beeline for a nearby 24-hour convenience store, where a dozen others had taken refuge from the storm. The cabbie,

seeing the crowd, finally cursed under his breath and left.

Standing in the store, Carol was soaked despite the umbrella in her hand.

The other customers stared at her, wondering why she hadn't used it.

Too scared to head back alone, she settled into the most secluded corner she could find.

She sneezed again, the chill seeping into her bones.

Meanwhile, Felix had arrived at the hospital, oblivious to the rain, his mind consumed with thoughts of Listina waking up.

Entering her room, he saw her eyes were indeed open, though she couldn't speak yet.

"Listina," he rasped, grabbing her hand urgently.

The doctor, checking her vitals, spoke evenly, "She'll be up in a few days, but this isn't a good sign. She's hanging on by meds;

surgery's needed. Mr. Brown, you need to decide soon."

Felix pressed her hand to his cheek.

Knowing the couple's closeness, the doctor sighed, "Ms. Geo called for you when she awoke. Visit more often, Mr. Brown; it could

help."

his eyes off Listina, as if he'd

storm raged on outside, rain pelting the windows, reducing

still didn't

and the next morning he had to go to work

the really threw in the money

of the year.

to speed up. If her brain tumor worsened,

to convince

he had left the hotel with Carol

she go

rushed back to his place, cooked up two dishes, and took them

coughed through the night, alone and fearful, scared the

might appear.

she relied on multiple cups

tpassed, her sense

several times with no

so important to ignore her

but couldn't stop

night, she felt weak and was startled

blanket, she peered out to

dressed in his work uniform, exuding a sunny

"Carol, have you eaten?"

gentle tone, but she didn't

shoes, and touched her flushed

She looked away.

lifted her chin,

him

you want to

he murmured, closing the gap

she almost forgave him on the

ten-minute kiss, Felix opened

"I made you breakfast."

the dark circles under his eyes. "Where were

emergency, sorry. I missed your calls; I was

"Is everything okay now?"

vanished, knowing it