Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Abner furrowed his brow, not particularly fond of Mr. and Mrs. Davis.

In Mrs. Davis's world, Mr. Davis was her everything.

And for Mr. Davis, it was all about maintaining his authority as the patriarch.

Neither had Shirley at the center of their universe. When Shirley finally realized this, it would break her heart.

"They didn't really invite me, did they?" Abner asked.

A flash of embarrassment crossed Shirley's face. The kid was too sharp for his own good sometimes.

Indeed, her parents were not keen on Abner and had specifically asked her to come alone tomorrow, emphasizing the point.

It was probably because they hadn't reached an agreement, thinking she was too stubborn, so they wanted a face-to-face discussion at home, just the three of them.

But Shirley, harboring a secret wish, had hoped to bring Abner along. Now, caught in the act, she could only offer a tight-lipped smile.

"I just wanted you to see where I grew up."

"I'll be there. I'll skip class tomorrow and try to come over early," Abner replied, earning a gentle ruffle of his hair from Shirley.

She had another reason for her insistence, rooted in unease.

a solo battle, and only with Abner

next day, after a busy morning, Shirley finally drove

but deliberately lingered outside for an

of her day, but now

at 6:30 PM did she

and Mrs. Davis were already seated at the

regret washed

dinner had been

but

excuses of

late.

down," her father said, as she noticed

had braced herself for another conversation about Mark, but after finishing

tension easing away with each

help, her mother insisted, "Go

the door lock behind her.

she heard the front door close-her parents had left. Feeling a sudden

her coat, the bathroom door

beat, thinking