Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol bit into him hard, and both of their mouths were filled with the taste of blood.

But he didn't stop.

How could two people be so physically close, yet their souls drifting further apart?

Carol was forced to tilt her head back slightly, gasping for air under his kisses.

After what felt like an eternity, Felix released her chin, his hands gripping her waist.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

The pain turned her face pale; she wasn't moved by this, not at all.

But he didn't seem to care about that, his grip on her waist unyielding, as if he wanted to shatter her into pieces.

When it was over, Carol's forehead was slick with sweat.

She lay on the bed, utterly drained, not even considering the possibility of getting up.

A rustle beside her, and then Felix was wiping her brow with a tissue.

"Get out."

Her voice was hoarse when she said the words; exhaustion made it difficult to even glare at him. She surrendered to sleep.

Felix covered her with a blanket, tucked it in, and then he went outside to smoke, staring up at the sky.

a wind shaking the trees, their shadows casting

one cigarette but it wasn't enough, so he smoked a second, quietly watching

midnight, he turned to

slept three hours, every movement a

to

He shook her gently.

she buried her head

peeled it away, only to

a bit of strength, but the slap wasn't hard enough to leave a mark on

as he pulled her

don't want to

heavy coat over her, and carried her

in his embrace, she inhaled his familiar scent, but it

the fireworks exploded,

every year, but you need to find the right angle, or you'll

and President Miller had bought it for that reason—to fulfill Carol's

had watched the fireworks annually, but over the

she had

watched now were

her eyes, too tired to fight against

only about ten minutes, and afterward, he carried her back

unwilling to

something as the fireworks burst? Was it "Happy

hadn't paid attention and didn't care

in bed, she

her over and began

open, her

in heat