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

No one knew how many years

engineering team continued their inspection, and the doctor reviewed the notes

the

no one touched her, she could

tried Braille? Just a few simple

the doctor begun, "we've attempted that as well. No matter what we present

She—"

"What is it?"

fingers show signs

"What do you mean?"

severed her three fingers once, then immediately

feeling a surge of rage in her

with her traumatic stress

of having her fingers cut off when

at a

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

environment. In her mind, being here means she has to live by the rules she's learned. Away from here,

Two, we find the device that can communicate with her, but

behind all

Both options were daunting.

to hold

to make the basement a

mirrors, they could

was quietly wiping

"Beck?"

voice hoarse. "What do we do

unconscious in bed, his mother imprisoned, and

pang of sorrow,

need to dig into that research facility. Those with gifts on Forbidden Island,

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facility."

Patric, with a decade of lan's memories, or Eric himself, they were

sliver of memory, they could pinpoint the location

his eyes again, composed

I'll send someone

longer, Maja left the basement and felt the sun's

remembered Quentin's remains and hurried back to where they had spent the last night. But