Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Felix stepped into the quiet apartment, feeling the itch of impatience for not seeing her immediately. His hand was already on the

doorknob, ready to exit as swiftly as he had entered when her voice floated from the bedroom.

"Felix, cto the bedroom."

He ambled towards the room, finding her perched on the edge of the bed, clad in something that could only be described as risqué.

Carol stood and twirled. "Well, what do you think? Sexy, isn't it?"

Straightforward as ever, Carol never played coy. They had been dating for three months, and she wore her heart on her sleeve,

never hiding her likes or dislikes.

This was her first tdonning such provocative attire, and she was eager to gauge Felix's reaction.

Felix, lingering by the doorway, felt his pupils constrict ever so slightly as his gaze settled on her. The room's brightest light was

off, the subtle glow from the bedside lamp casting an intimate ambiance.

Carol sauntered over, wrapping her arms around his neck. "You haven't said a word. Do you like it?"

His hands reflexively found her waist. "Gorgeous."

"Really?" Carol's hand began to wander south to test his reaction, but Felix caught her wrist and pulled her into a deep kiss.

A surge of sweetness filled Carol's heart, and she drew her hand back. The night unfolded as it often did, with passion and intimacy

that lasted till the dawn.

But Felix always insisted on a blindfold or for her to face away from him, a detail that didn't bother her much—though sometimes

she longed to see his face, to decipher the emotions he hid so well during their most vulnerable moments.

her up from

apartment. Life felt like

bear to cut short her precious moments with

after she

but marvel at the

doesn't know you're his wife, and you're fixing up his

into laughter, giving her a thumbs-up.

going to be

becpreoccupied, further limiting their

money was tight, they rarely purchased anything, often just admiring

outside the shops.

the snide remarks of salespeople who noticed their empty hands seemed to stick with Felix. Not

and a $400 skirt—modest items compared to the rest of

bought with Felix's

another night together, Carol spoke softly, "Next time, don't splurge like that. Didn't you say

was sick

don't want to see you go without," Felix

was instantly moved, kissing him lightly on the lips. "I honestly don't need those things. I don't even get why they're

like they're just shearing the

her back, Carol felt comforted, reminiscent of the security she missed during her childhood when

parents, were her companions.

and she looked forward to a future where

perhaps with a dog or a cat

in the kitchen. Felix had taken

creation that

she wandered around the small apartment, Carol daydreamed of the day she could gift

twould be to share

returned from the grocery store, arms laden with fresh vegetables and fruits. Carol watched him tidy their

she would sneak up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, her voice dripping with

you're so