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.

was cold outside, a wind shaking the trees,

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

midnight, he turned to

every movement a struggle,

up to

He shook her gently.

buried her head under the

it away, only to

and had regained a bit of strength, but the slap wasn't hard enough to leave a

face darkened as

don't want to

coat over her, and carried her to the

in his embrace, she inhaled his familiar scent, but it brought no warmth, only a chilling

exploded, and the

year, but you need to

estate had the best view, and President Miller had bought it for that reason—to fulfill Carol's girlish

annually, but over the years,

she had taken

now were

her eyes, too tired to

only about ten minutes, and afterward, he carried

unwilling

said something as the fireworks burst? Was it "Happy

and didn't care

she closed

flipped her over and began anew

snapped open, her expression

Brown, are you in