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."

know what to say. A man so devoted to his wife could indeed becobsessed to the

along with Bernard's explicit instructions, "Don't stay over an

being watched; can't visit

got in

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

secret lab in such

house.

guards. The Haskins

military talent; they'd congregate in

rarely allowed in. The address Bernard

the area.

swapped his shoes in the foyer and noticed

since his

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

and perhaps the kindest

huge bay window adjacent to the kitchen where Yvonne loved

a few minutes before slowly making his way upstairs. The first

ago, but lan was likely on the

one large space where lan now lay in a

busy

her face and gave him a slight nod when she

all this was sdark plot by Bernard. But now, he saw for himself