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.

him, then

and buses

with a chuckle,

already. How frequent are you guys to run

on the couch leaving hardly any

chaos, Felix made himself at hamong the

Carol tonight? Listina’s surgery can't

"No, tomorrow."

run out of medicine tonight and

been together a few months now; she

usually the easiest

stubbing out

called the doc. We can

"Fine."

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

angry.

crashing on Nathan's couch for the

job, receiving a call from Listina who

he'd have to

torrential downpour began at noon, showing

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

then, he'd left her in a similar

the weather

hadn't brought an umbrella. There were

the entrance, hoping the rain

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

my husband, but he doesn't want to cout in

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