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.

woke up, glanced at the time, and brushed a few

wake me?

"No, nothing."

gas pedal, and the

asked, "How

three days

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

gentle as she apologized for being stuck in traffic, then gestured for Abner

But Abner didn't move.

call, Shirley was

how long have you known this blind

would he still be a blind

were college

to marry someone you hardly know? If you're going to

been acquainted with for

me, I probably would have

nagging."

"There is someone."

response was too

his hair, but then hesitated, her hand hanging

hand and firmly

if on fire. She wanted to pull away, but the thought was

softness of his hair, while her hand's

atmosphere turned delicate

was only a few seconds of pause. She curled her fingers

towards the nearest windows,

No words were exchanged.