Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The trio had made it through security without a hitch. It wasn’t that Maja didn’t want to bring more people along, but access to the Forbidden Island was limited to thrice a year, and only three individuals were allowed entry each time. The passes they had were costly.

And then there was that particularly distasteful rule.

To prevent outsiders from banding together and disrupting the island’s secretive operations, each person was knocked out upon entry. When they came to, they found themselves separated from their companions.

Maja had been well-informed of these details from the note Walter had slipped her, but the sight of the stone slab inscribed with over a thousand words of rules still churned her stomach.

For someone who had lived her entire life in modern society, such practices were hard to swallow.

Ian stood by her side, gently cupping her face.

“Once we’re in there, don’t rush to find me. Just take care of yourself first,” he said, his voice tinged with concern as his eyes drifted to Maja’s midsection.

“I really wish you’d reconsider and stay behind.”

The place wasn’t fit for her, and there was no telling when one might get out once inside.

“I’ll be fine,” Maja replied, her expression serene as she handed over her weapon.

“You too, watch your back.”

Her gaze shifted to Patric, a frown creasing her brow, “Are you sure it’s okay to bring him along? We could get separated.”

“We need him,” Ian said resolutely.

Eric had provided the clues to find this island and likely knew more, but his lips were sealed due to Patric’s presence.

Maja, their eyes

pretty. I can’t imagine what she must’ve

them, only someone with crimes heinous enough to warrant international pursuit would

time were more numerous than the local pubs, and even now, the asylums

the guard nearby, “The gas you use to knock us out is not

business do you have inside? Take my word for it, and it’s no place for a woman,

it harmful or

“It’s safe.”

we’re good

pitch-black void, and

again, she found herself amidst a sea of faces in hospital gowns, dappled sunlight poking through. The island was massive, and she wasn’t even sure if she was on the outer, middle,

Ian and Patric immediately was

connected this place to the outside world

was accepted, and credit cards could be

the island’s rulers seemed keen on severing ties with the outside world, making devices like cell phones ridiculously expensive, costing an average person’s annual salary. These gadgets were symbols of status, and yet, they couldn’t

was primarily through shouting or training

internet was restricted, blocking news

hinting at an impending

quickly purchased an umbrella from a nearby shop. As she stepped out, she noticed a high school kid being bullied by his

life here wasn’t much different from the

grabbed a mop from next to the shop

idea? Picking on someone smaller

at the sight

it, lady! This

Maja dodged with ease, retaliating with a swift jab of the mop handle to the attacker’s