Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

He wanted to light up a cigarette, but then he remembered how Yvonne always nagged Bernard to quit, even going so far as to

secretly stash away his packs.

After her nudging, Bernard did kick the habit, but when she passed away, he soon found solace in smoking again.

It was through these intimate moments that Fitch never doubted Bernard for a second. Even now, he clung to the hope that

somewhere in the paperwork, he'd find evidence proving Bernard's innocence.

Standing there for a moment, Fitch decided to leave, but then he remembered Bernard mentioning that he could check in on lan

anytime.

Since he was free today and hadn't turned up any new leads, he figured he might as well pay lan a visit.

He called Bernard, "You free? Mind sendinglan's address? I'm gonna swing by."

Bernard raised an eyebrow and reached for the birdseed, feeding the caged bird with a satisfied gleam in his eye.

"Sure thing, I'll text you the details."

"I'm at Yvonne's grave. Today's her anniversary. I saw the roses you left - you're always the first."

Bernard's fingers paused, slowly setting down the birdseed, "She'd probably wantthere early."

so devoted to his wife could indeed becobsessed

his phone along with Bernard's

plus I'm being watched; can't visit her

word, Fitch got in

well; it was a neighborhood where official families lived, and he and

pulled sstrings to set up his secret lab in such a

house.

was under the watchful eyes of armed guards. The

share of military talent; they'd congregate in there

secrecy, and outsiders were rarely allowed in. The address Bernard gave was his own colonial

the area.

and was quickly greeted. Inside, he swapped his shoes in the foyer and

since his last

Yvonne was alive, she baked cakes here for him and lan. Any kid who had spent tin the neighborhood had

she was the most popular and perhaps the kindest adult Fitch

adjacent to the kitchen where Yvonne

by that window for a few minutes before slowly making his way upstairs. The first floor remained unchanged

lan was likely

been merged into one large space where

busy

on her face and gave

way over, Fitch had pondered whether all this was sdark plot by Bernard. But now, he saw for himself