Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Nathan flicked the corner of his lips before tossing his cigarette to the ground and crushing it underfoot.

"Got any more?" he asked, but then added a cautionary note, "Take it easy, though. That stuff has side effects, and it's not exactly

legal. It's a hassle to get."

"Yeah, I know."

The ringtone of his cell had silenced before Felix finally picked it up and redialed.

The moment Carol answered, his voice softened.

"Hey Carol, what's up?"

"I think I've got a fever."

"I'm on my way. Don't move around too much, just stay put."

"Okay."

Carol had been on the verge of disappointment, but she hadn't expected him to call back.

He must've been at work and didn't hear his phone.

She coughed a few times, curled up on the couch, feeling her whole body burning up with fever.

Nathan watched the scene, biting his cheek.

"Ms. Miller really can't resist you, can she? You've got a knack for playing with people's hearts, almost like you're taming her

subconsciously. But she seems clueless to it all. I reckon she's truly into you, not just playing around. Don't be too harsh, Felix."

He said this and saw Felix's expression darken.

Nathan instantly realized he might have crossed a line. Too far? What about Abner? Who was paying for the lives lost? Carol was

the daughter of an enemy, after all.

offered a sheepish grin, "Just speaking my mind. My break's over, gotta head back. The

fancy. If only I'd made it to university back then, I'm the only one with just an

department, and the boss watcheslike

out

slowly, then ambled

the bus, he picked up sfruit and dropped by a pharmacy

her apartment, finding her still curled

fed

her bleary eyes to look at him, a sheen

"Felix."

fever. Rest up. I'll cut

an apple, and brought it over on a

throat sore, hardly

down a couple of slices before nestling

good to me,

hanging by his side, not

even the strands of hair on her forehead soaked and

making her look vulnerable.

and now a simple act of cutting fruit had her

curled into a smirk, and he softly

wave of panic, but knowing he was there, she felt an instant

was still worried about

you take toff again? Won't they

give him money, but Felix was no fool; he would

You're more important than any

felt a surge of warmth, resting her head on his

so tired. I

"Sleep then."

her dreams

her fever had

filled with the aroma of dinner, and, stomach rumbling, she woke to find

way through

up. Dinner's

felt blissful, a happiness she couldn't find with