Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Stella watched as the car sped away, only to slowly settle back at the bus stop.

A few minutes later, the car slowly reversed back towards her. Beck just couldn't resist.

"Get in. If you end up sick or worse, my dad's gonna give me an earful," he grumbled.

Stella's eyes sparkled with a hint of relief as she made her way to the passenger seat.

She tried to buckle up, but her strength was failing her. After several attempts, she couldn't secure the seatbelt.

Beck, running out of patience, leaned over, grabbed the seatbelt, and clicked it into place for her.

Stella caught a whiff of his cologne, reminiscent of fresh bamboo, subtle yet distinctly masculine.

She turned to glance at Beck's face.

Beck seemed indifferent, focusing on the road as soon as he secured her seatbelt, pressing down on the accelerator.

car swayed, Stella's mind wandered to

a best friend,

bothered to learn sign language, so Stella took

most prestigious program at their university. Graduates from that program

about the soaring demand for computer science grads, assuring her friend

friend didn't live to see graduation. In a tragic turn of events, she died trying

Bonnie was his savior, devoting himself to her completely, while

tried to tell Morgan the truth about his rescuer,

mute girl? Better off

possibly have saved? Stella, you think I'm a fool? Bring up that cursed girl again,

furious. Her friend was a wonderful person who didn't

for such a scumbag.

did her friend risk everything to

heartbreaking truth in