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."

didn't know what to say. A man so devoted to

glanced at the address on his phone along with Bernard's explicit instructions,

watched; can't visit her

Fitch got in his car and

where official families lived, and he

lab in such a place. After

house.

guards. The Haskins family also

talent; they'd congregate in

were rarely allowed in. The address Bernard gave was his own colonial

the area.

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

much since his

cakes here for him and lan. Any kid who had spent tin the neighborhood

popular and

was a huge bay window adjacent to the kitchen where

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

was likely

the stairs, he saw that three rooms had been merged into one large space where lan now lay in

assistant busy examining

only had a mask on her face and gave him a slight

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