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.

how devilish, how petty, how ruthless, she wanted him

wanted him dead, and the curse she gave was

gone mad to take her

him to

when she told him to die, he took

stop the tears from streaming down her

blinded by her tears, and the world

had

only she had never

Carol, not from pregnancy, but a

vomit, to close off the

tightly in

pulled

her eyes widening in disbelief at the sight of him,

water dripping

Her mind buzzed again.

the blanket still wrapped around her, he pulled

certainty, "Carol, see, evenvie died, you wouldn't be happy t belongs toet She trembled more violently, feeling like she might faint at