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 a cab to

and buses over the

on Nathan's door, which was promptly opened with a chuckle, "Coming to collect the meds yourself,

you guys

cramped mess, clothes piled on the couch leaving hardly any space to

chaos, Felix made himself

talk to Carol tonight? Listina’s surgery

"No, tomorrow."

of medicine tonight and hadn't broached the subject with

been together a few months now; she

types are usually the

stubbing

the doc. We

"Fine."

minutes later, he glanced at his

angry.

crashing

Felix was off to his job, receiving a call from Listina

urgent, and he'd have to bring it

began at noon, showing no signs of letting up

watched the rain and was reminded of her early days

he'd left her in a similar storm

the weather dredged

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

hoping the rain would

called my boyfriend, but the rain's too heavy; he can't make

but he doesn't want to cout

raining, and a husband should