Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol felt restless and irritable, deciding to retreat to her bedroom for an afternoon nap.

In the late afternoon, as the doctor arrived for a house call to examine her, he prescribed medication to help sustain her pregnancy. Hesitating, she eventually asked, "If I don't want to keep the baby, is now the best tto have an abortion?" The doctor's hands trembled with the medication, his eyes darting towards Felix.

Felix's face was dark and intense as he stared at her unwaveringly.

"Do you not want this child, or do you not want me?" Carol's heart skipped a beat, the image of him leaping from the helicopter replaying in her mind.

The sense of helplessness irritated her, yet the thought of compromise tasted bitter.

She felt like a butterfly trapped in a glass jar, unable to break through the invisible barrier.

The doctor, sensing the tension, quietly packed up his things and left.

Carol remained silent, her hand subconsciously resting on her still-flat belly.

The living room fell into silence. She lowered her lashes, catching sight of Felix sitting down beside her, then pulling her into his embrace, burying his head in the crook of her neck.

as her hand touched him, she felt his wet cheeks. His shoulders were slightly shaking. Suddenly at a loss for words, she

Felix might cry, but now she was acutely aware of

before, to the point where she no

the

her mouth

Felix released her, grabbed his blazer, and stormed

pain clenched at Carol's heart, as if

suddenly feeling the weight of life's

perusing the latest financial news at Greenfield Gardens when the

and somewhat reluctant to meet him, she thought of Carol and, holding her nose, allowed him to be shown in. When she first laid eyes on him, she was about to mock him, but then he dropped to his knees with

to the

who was upstairs with

coffee table,

seemed the possibility of Carol aborting their child had left him completely

speak, tears were already rolling