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 work every day on time, cooked and

apartment. Life felt like a

visit Maja, but she couldn't bear to cut short her precious

Maja, after she had taken over the

but marvel at the

wife, and you're

nodded, and Carol burst into laughter, giving her a thumbs-up. "Maja, you're a clever one. Imagine lan's

to be

Maja becpreoccupied, further limiting their encounters.

was tight, they rarely purchased anything,

outside the shops.

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

skirt—modest items compared

they were bought with Felix's hard-earned

another night together, Carol spoke softly, "Next time, don't

sick and

to see you go without," Felix said, his

lightly on the lips. "I honestly

like they're just shearing the

Carol felt comforted, reminiscent of the

parents, were her companions.

especially after his thoughtful gifts, and she looked

perhaps with a dog or

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

four-inch creation that was

the

right twould be

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

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

you're so capable,"