Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol stumbled backward, nearly tumbling onto the bed.

"Felix?"

Felix stood there, his face dark as a storm cloud, and after a moment, he strode towards the door.

Annoyance flared within Carol. She had grown used to his doting over the past few months. Sure, the first week had been rough,

but since then, he had been nothing but accommodating. And now, he pushed her and was about to storm off on his own.

"What's gotten into you? I get you a gift and you can't even pretend to be happy? Today's my birthday."

In years past, the Miller estate would've been decked out in splendor for her birthday, a term like 'Gatsby-esque' wouldn't have

been an overstatement.

And now, just asking a man to put on a uniform had him looking like she'd asked him to walk the plank.

Felix had reached the door, pausing only briefly at the mention of her birthday.

But it was just a pause; seconds later, he continued on to the living room and out of the house.

Carol was livid, even contemplating a breakup.

But then she saw the tidy house, the half-eaten cake in the fridge, and her anger subsided a bit.

It wasn't worth breaking up over. Felix was generally good to her.

Downstairs, Felix lit a cigarette, a rare indulgence as Carol detested the smell.

at him, then hailed a

subways and buses over

was promptly opened with a chuckle, "Coming to collect the meds yourself, man? I

How frequent are you guys to run out so fast?

clothes piled on the couch leaving

the chaos, Felix made himself at hamong

tonight? Listina’s

"No, tomorrow."

expected to run out of medicine tonight and

months now; she really

are usually

remained silent, stubbing out

yawned, "I called the doc. We can get more meds

"Fine."

his eyes, staring at the ceiling. Ten minutes later, he glanced at his phone. No

angry.

instead crashing on Nathan's

morning, Felix was off to his job, receiving a call from Listina who wished to see

and he'd have to

noon, showing no signs of letting

barbecue restaurant tonight, watched the rain and was

left her in a similar storm

the

Carol hadn't brought an umbrella. There were none to spare,

the entrance, hoping the rain

"I called my boyfriend, but the rain's too heavy;

called my husband, but he doesn't want

a husband should pick up his wife, for crying out loud.