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.

then hailed a cab to

frugal, preferring subways and

which was promptly opened with a chuckle,

frequent are you guys to

mess, clothes piled on the couch leaving

chaos, Felix made himself at

Carol tonight?

"No, tomorrow."

expected to run out of medicine tonight and hadn't broached the

few months now; she really likes you. If

usually the

stubbing out

We can get more meds

"Fine."

at the ceiling. Ten minutes later, he glanced at his phone. No messages from Carol—she must

angry.

didn't text her either, instead crashing on Nathan's couch for the

a call from Listina who wished to see

have to bring it up with Carol

began at noon, showing no signs of letting up by

watched the rain and was reminded of

left her in a similar storm without a word,

recent attentiveness, the

restaurant closed at nine, and Carol hadn't brought an umbrella. There were none to spare, and the staff, including

entrance, hoping the

my boyfriend, but the rain's too heavy; he can't make it. Toldto

called my husband, but he doesn't

already? It's late, raining, and a husband should pick up his wife, for crying out