Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

What belief?

Maja couldn't guess, not after hearing those words. She was too far gone to stay calm.

She took a deep breath. "So how do we communicate with her?"

Right now, communication was the biggest hurdle. Cynthia recoiled from any human contact, going into a state of distress with just

a touch.

And she couldn't hear if they spoke.

The doctor lifted a hand to massage his temple. "We haven't figured that out yet. We'll see if the engineering team can break

through the basement's defenses. Until then, we're being monitored around the clock."

He gestured to their surroundings.

Standing up, Maja scanned the area. "Can't we just cut the power?"

The engineering team shook their heads, clearly frustrated. "We can cut power everywhere on the island, but this circuit is

isolated. The main switch is encased in a solid steel box. We've tried shooting it, explosives, nothing damages it. Plus, it's got

backup from wind, solar, you nit."

Maja's impatience grew.

Meanwhile, Cynthia leaned against the wall, her forehead slick with sweat.

Just knowing there were people around her was overwhelming, covering her in sweat.

A chain was still clamped around her ankle. As she slid off the bed to move around, the clanking of the chain dragged across the

floor, echoing in the room.

Maja sat on the bed, suddenly feeling defeated.

Especially after watching Cynthia navigate to the bathroom with such familiarity, it was clear she knew the basement like the back

her hand. No one knew how many years she'd been

engineering team continued their inspection, and

few minutes of silence, the bathroom door opened, and Cynthia slowly

her, she could

Braille? Just a few simple words, she might be able to

attempted that as well. No matter what we present

She—"

"What is it?"

fingers

"What do you mean?"

severed her three fingers once, then immediately stitched them back

surge of

now, Cynthia, with her traumatic stress disorder, refused

having her fingers cut off when trying to receive

at a

One, the engineering team figure out the design of this room,

here means she has

the device that can communicate

behind

Both options were daunting.

to hold Cynthia captive for

do was to make

mirrors, they could

Beck, who was quietly wiping

"Beck?"

turned quickly, his voice hoarse. "What

unconscious in bed, his mother imprisoned, and the

of sorrow, fighting back her

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a decade of lan's memories, or

a sliver of memory, they could pinpoint

his eyes

send someone

longer, Maja left the basement and

to where they had