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.

their

She was so pretty. I can’t imagine what she must’ve done to have to hide out

only someone with crimes heinous enough to warrant international

for its asylums, which at one time were more numerous than the local pubs, and even now, the

the guard nearby, “The gas you use to knock us out

paused, then frowned, “You’re with child? What business do you have inside? Take my word for it, and it’s no place for a woman, let alone an expectant

harmful or

“It’s safe.”

we’re good to

of them stepped into the pitch-black void, and

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,

and Patric immediately was out

that connected this place to the outside world

currency from the mainland was accepted, and credit cards could be swiped

world, making devices like cell phones ridiculously expensive, costing an average person’s annual salary. These gadgets were symbols of status,

primarily through

restricted, blocking

rumbled, hinting at an impending

stepped out, she noticed a high

from communication, life here wasn’t much different from the outside

second thought, Maja grabbed a mop from next to the shop and charged at

idea? Picking on someone smaller

teens, nearly adults, scoffed at the sight of a

This ain’t your

mop handle to the