Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

When the helicopter touched down, Carol felt like jelly from head to toe.

She was almost scared to touch the ground, curling up in her seat, haunted by the feeling that everything that had just happened was a dream.

Wake up, please wake up.

But it wasn't a dream. The pilot had already notified the crew to find help and asked her, "Ms. Miller, are you coming with us? If you don't, I'll have to stay here with you." But Carol was drained, lacking even the strength to get off the helicopter.

She felt as if her soul had shattered with Felix the moment he leapt, leaving behind nothing but a hollow shell.

A sharp pain in her head made her clutch herself tighter, and all she could do was cry.

It hurt so much, like her heart was being ripped out.

Was Felix really gone? Did he die because of what she said? She dared not ponder it too deeply, feeling pathetically hopeful for tto reverse.

Please, God, turn back the clock.

She would never say those words again.

a scoundrel Felix was, how devilish, how petty, how ruthless,

and the curse she gave was just

mad

she asked him to love her,

him to die, he took

the tears from streaming down

blinded by her tears,

had never met

only she had never loved

not from pregnancy, but

the

tightly in a blanket, sobbing

until someone pulled her

She froze, her eyes widening in disbelief at the sight of him, very much alive, in

drenched, water dripping

Her mind buzzed again.

still wrapped around her, he pulled her into

be happy t belongs toet She trembled more violently, feeling like she might