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.

mind. My break's over, gotta

made it to

department, and the

Nathan walked out of the

slowly, then

bus, he picked up sfruit and dropped by a pharmacy

into her apartment, finding her still curled up, her body

fed her

to look at

"Felix."

fever. Rest up. I'll cut you

up an apple, and brought it over on a fork

was sluggish, her throat sore, hardly

wanting to disappoint him, she forced down a couple of slices before nestling into

so good

by his side,

strands

making her look vulnerable.

and now a simple act of cutting fruit

curled into a smirk, and

of panic, but knowing he was there,

was still worried about him missing

you take toff again? Won't they dock your

to find an excuse to give him money, but

more important than any

her head on his lap, her voice

I need

"Sleep then."

did fall asleep, her dreams restless and

evening, her fever had

with the aroma of dinner, and, stomach

her way through the

wash up.

blissful, a happiness she couldn't find with