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.

picked her up from work

at her apartment. Life felt like a cozy domestic bliss

but she couldn't bear to cut short her precious moments

up with Maja, after she had

marvel at the

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

giving her a thumbs-up. "Maja, you're a clever one. Imagine lan's face when he

to be a

further limiting their

was tight, they rarely

outside the shops.

who noticed their empty hands seemed to stick with Felix. Not long

pair of $300 shoes and a $400 skirt—modest items compared to the rest of her wardrobe but

bought

Felix's arms after another night together, Carol spoke softly, "Next time, don't splurge like that.

was sick and

without," Felix said,

moved, kissing him lightly on the lips. "I honestly

just

patted her back, Carol felt comforted, reminiscent of the

parents, were her companions.

she looked forward to a future where they could share

a dog or a

morning, Carol woke to the sound of clattering in the kitchen. Felix had taken a half-day off to bake

that

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

the right twould be to share her

fresh vegetables and fruits. Carol watched him tidy their

now and then, she would sneak up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, her voice

you're so capable," she