Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Clutching the family seal ring in his fist, Oliver turned on his heel and walked away without a backward glance.

With a gentle touch, lan brushed Maja's hair from her sweat-dampened forehead as she lay on the ground, lost in a fitful slumber

that even her dreams couldn't soothe.

His heart ached for her, and guilt gnawed at him for not being able to save her mother.

But right now, protecting Maja was his only focus.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, a rare moment of vulnerability washing over him.

Ever since they had set foot on Forbidden Island, he hadn't dared to rest, working tirelessly to convince Oliver, investigate the

elders’ secrets, and familiarize himself with the treacherous terrain.

He regretted dragging Maja into this mess.

The situation with Patric had spiraled beyond his understanding. He wasn't omnipotent; even he could make a mistake.

"Oliver, you've got ten minutes. If you're not back by then, I'm leaving without you," lan said into his phone, his voice steady but

firm.

"Okay," cthe terse reply.

Oliver was already a good distance away, his figure gradually swallowed by the smoke and chaos of the battlefield.

lan started the ten-minute countdown on his phone, determined to keep his promise to Oliver.

Leaning against the wall, he held Maja tightly in his arms as the seconds ticked by. Seven minutes passed without any sign of

Oliver, causing lan's brow to furrow with concern.

Two more minutes slipped away, and still no Oliver.

approached, lan's gaze was

gambled everything, was now lying bloodied

at the murky sky, Oliver felt raindrops kiss his

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but he couldn't

in the gory sight of Oliver's chest wound. It was clear there was no saving him. A

merely in his final

eyes for a brief second, swallowing the lump of sorrow in his

smile on his lips,

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closing his eyes for the last time, Oliver whispered, "Go on, don't wait

and explosions, then turned and walked toward where Maja lay, leaving

by the rubble of

he reached the entrance to the

"Anyone who wants to leave with me, cnow. Those

remaining few exchanged hesitant glances. "What about

strode

in the direction he had gone. "Mr. Raymond, until

belonged to the Porter family, and having temporarily followed lan's

outside; it would be a

not like Oliver, who had the resolve to break free from it all. They only wished to

territory.

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