Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Even Tyler, with his notoriously thick skin, was starting to feel he'd gone a bit too

far.

"Oh right, I know your name, it just slipped my mind for a second. You haven't wrapped up filming yet?"

Athena kept her head down, now completely certain that Tyler never paid attention to her scenes.

"I'm the third female lead. My character has a transformation later, so I'll finish shooting later."

Tyler rubbed his forehead, genuinely clueless. He'd thought she was just playing a minor role.

"So, did you need something from me?"

He quickly changed the subject, noticing the crew's eyes on them. The last thing he wanted was people gossiping about him and Athena.

The director's last call to him felt like a subtle probe, hinting that Athena might have dropped his name. Tyler really wasn't into those kinds of mind games. Yet, here she was again, feigning innocence.

"I don't have your contact info or your WhatsApp. If you need anything, like a ride when you're drunk and your driver isn't around, you can call me."

Athena looked up, her voice slightly pleading.

"I told you, I'm chasing after you. I'd like a chance."

of her, he thought. She'd been

times but never asked for anything

daring to say she

his number and

clutching her phone like it was a treasure. Doris watched her with a

screen to Doris, a hint of

this? Tyler's contact

ruffled her

satisfied

But soon, she felt a hostile

face was a

had always been the one people

phone and, upon

the phone

think you are, asking for his

phone shatter, pieces scattering. No one dared

in a surprise move,

was

she must be hallucinating. Had this timid little rabbit actually hit someone?

bad. Really bad. Doris felt a headache

Athena away.