Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Abner hadn't actually forgotten his phone; it was just an excuse.

At the moment, his mind was a jumble, and he wasn't ready to head down just yet.

Going down meant they would have to part ways.

He looked down, thinking about lighting up a cigarette, but as he glanced at his reflection on the glass wall beside him, he put the

cigarette back in the pack. He didn't want the scarf to catch the scent of smoke.

He lingered upstairs for seven or eight minutes before slowly making his way down.

Shirley had been working overtrecently, preparing for a course out of town. After pulling two all-nighters, she had dosed off,

her head resting on the steering wheel.

When Abner opened the car door, she didn't wake up.

He slid back into the passenger seat and quietly shut the door.

Only then did he lean in for a closer look at her.

Shirley's skin was flawless, and with her eyes closed, her eyelashes cast soft shadows on her cheeks.

Abner's gaze settled on her lips, naturally upturned at the corners, giving her a look of approachability, even in her sleep.

He hesitated for a few seconds, wanting to get closer, but then a tapping sound from outside the window startled him. Another car

was trying to get out, blocked by Shirley's parked vehicle.

Perhaps out of guilt, Abner sat up straight in an instant.

up, glanced at the time, and brushed a few strands of hair from her

you wake me? Did you forget

"No, nothing."

gas pedal, and the car moved

hotel entrance, and Abner asked, "How long will you be away for

three days or

wanted to say more, but Shirley's phone rang. It was the man she was supposed to meet on a blind

for being stuck in traffic, then gestured for Abner to get

But Abner didn't move.

the call,

have you known this

knew him well, would he still be a blind date?

mine were

someone you hardly know? If you're going to marry, shouldn't

been acquainted with for

that around me, I probably would have been married by

nagging."

"There is someone."

was

again, raising her hand as if to ruffle his hair, but then hesitated, her hand hanging in the

and firmly placed it on

felt her hand burn as if on fire. She wanted to pull

while her hand's back

atmosphere turned delicate in

only a few seconds of pause. She curled her fingers uncomfortably, and

both turned their heads towards the nearest windows,

No words were exchanged.