Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Mark answered decisively, "Sure, go ahead with your experiment."

Jessica skipped toward the lab but turned back for a lighthearted reminder, "Bro, don't get so caught up in your dates that you forget my meal." Mark couldn't help but laugh, "I won't."

Only after their exchange ended did Shirley glance at her watch. "Let's just eat at the campus café. That way, you can easily pick up something for her."

"Are you upset?"

"No, I've got stuff to do later anyway."

"Alright then."

The two headed to the campus café, and Shirley barely spoke throughout the meal. Noticing Mark was busy replying to messages and chuckling at his phone, she put down her fork and knife. "Who are you texting?"

have a field day. It's the first time I've seen someone actually blow up a

She pulled out

and remember no phones

a mix of discomfort and uncertainty about whom to share it with-especially since senior year was so hectic for everyone-she sat

sense of fatigue, she took a sip of water. "I'm going to head out. You go back

grab a bite for Jessie. My birthday is in a couple of weeks. I'll be throwing a small party and

feeling as though they were drifting apart. Perhaps Mark hadn't noticed,

of clothes, filling his closet to the brim. Abner was diligent, coming home late every night, fully committed to his studies. Such a well-behaved kid, Shirley

to Shirley over the phone, their voices filled with joy. Shirley felt a surge

playful suggestion from James about starting a "school hunk" contest on the campus forum. Hearing this while staring at a page full of French vocabulary, Shirley couldn't help

was bustling with people from their lab. Shirley didn't know most of them. As she opened the door to the room, she caught Mark and Jessica performing a duet to a love song. The crowd was cheering them on

were an actual