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.

He picked her up from work every day on time,

was at her apartment. Life felt like a cozy domestic bliss

to cut

finally caught up with Maja, after she had taken over the refurbishing

but marvel at

and you're fixing up his true

giving her a thumbs-up. "Maja, you're a clever one.

That's going to be

becpreoccupied, further limiting their encounters. Carol reveled in

Felix. However, as money was tight, they rarely

outside the shops.

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

skirt—modest items compared to the rest of her wardrobe but

they were bought with

softly, "Next time, don't splurge like that. Didn't you

sick and

you go without," Felix said, his voice tender and

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

they're just shearing the

comforted, reminiscent of the

parents, were her companions.

and she looked forward to a future where

perhaps with a dog or

the sound of clattering in the kitchen. Felix had taken a half-day off to bake her a

creation that was

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

the right twould be to share her true

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

him, wrapping her arms around his

you're so