Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The world, once mired in chaos, snapped into focus in an instant, and every reflection in her eyes was stained with the hue of blood.

She tumbled to the ground next to Ian, her knees hitting the concrete as she desperately tried to staunch the bleeding.

“Help! Somebody help!”

Her cries echoed around the empty warehouse, her voice returning to her as a haunting reminder of their isolation.

In that moment, the chaos ceased to grip her. She shook Ian’s body, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Nydia stood atop the staircase, her grip tightening on the gun. She tried to light a cigarette, but her trembling fingers refused to cooperate.

Her bodyguard hurried over.

“Nydia, what should we do?”

Nydia slapped him upside the head in frustration.

“What the hell are you waiting for? Get him to a hospital! Any later and we’ll be arranging a funeral!”

“Right away, right away.”

Nydia attempted to descend, but her legs nearly buckled beneath her.

Damn it, why did these things always have to involve her?

“Ian!!!”

approached, intent on

him fiercely, as if holding onto the most precious thing in the world,

she snapped to her senses, letting go and

him to the

how important Ian was, and even the bodyguards

one aside. “I’ve got

she draped one of Ian’s arms over her

bodyguard glanced at Maja’s face in

Ian’s hand

innocence,

just transpired, focusing solely on

in need

the

at the fight club, Nydia had downed three cups of coffee but still

had said indifferently, “No good. She’s

if I actually kill you,

I die, I

So nonchalant.

a surge of anger and quickly inquired about Ian’s

“How’s the rescue going?”

heart. He’s not in

into her chair with a thud, finally feeling like she

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