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 hailed a

usually frugal, preferring subways and buses over

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

frequent are you guys to run out so fast? Damn, I'm

room was a cramped mess, clothes piled on the couch leaving

made himself at

did you talk to Carol tonight? Listina’s surgery

"No, tomorrow."

expected to run out of medicine tonight and

just don't forget. You've been together a few months now; she really likes you. If you ask,

usually the easiest

remained silent, stubbing out

called the doc. We can get more

"Fine."

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

angry.

either, instead crashing on Nathan's

to his job, receiving a call from Listina who wished to see him. Her improving

was urgent, and he'd have to bring it up with Carol

torrential downpour began at noon, showing no

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

then, he'd left her in a similar storm

attentiveness, the weather dredged up old

an umbrella. There were none

hoping the

too heavy; he can't make it. Toldto take a

but he doesn't

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