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.

chain-smoked, restlessness gnawing at him, then hailed

preferring subways and

opened with a chuckle, "Coming to collect the meds yourself,

How frequent are you guys to

piled on the

the chaos, Felix made himself at hamong the

talk to Carol tonight? Listina’s surgery

"No, tomorrow."

tonight and hadn't broached the subject with

been together a few months now; she really likes you. If you ask, she won't refuse.

are usually

silent, stubbing out

We can get more meds tomorrow

"Fine."

later, he glanced at his phone. No messages

angry.

text her either, instead crashing on Nathan's

next morning, Felix was off to his job, receiving a call

have to

torrential downpour began at noon, showing

barbecue restaurant tonight, watched the rain and was reminded of her early

left her in a similar storm

recent attentiveness, the weather dredged up old

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

entrance, hoping the rain would

"I called my boyfriend, but the rain's too heavy; he can't make it. Toldto take a cab

my husband, but he doesn't

a husband should pick