Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

In her dream, Maja felt the warm clasp of a hand in hers.

Before hitting the hay last night, she'd planned to set an alarm, hoping to rise and shine early.

But before she knew it, she had clocked a solid five or six hours of shut-eye.

When she awoke, the hospital room was basked in sunlight.

lan’s hand was holding hers, and with the other, he was tapping away on a keyboard, seemingly replying to a message.

Maja was momentarily dazed at the sight of his face.

It wasn't until he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze that she snapped back to reality and heard him say, “You've got a full-body

check-up scheduled today. I'll be right here with you. You feeling hungry yet?”

“lan, you're up?”

He let go of her hand and reached for the disinfectant wipes on the nightstand, meticulously cleaning each of her fingers.

“I've been awake for a couple of hours now. You needed the extra Zs.”

The heaviness in her heart, weighed down by thoughts of Cynthia and Augus, made it hard for Maja to go back to sleep.

lan, fresh out of bed, had already gathered the latest intel and ruffled her hair in a comforting gesture.

going down that easy. I'm sure we'll have a lead

pillow behind her back, helping her

her

understood that the situation with the research base had to be

so far, no one had turned up any useful

media, however, had blown the lid off Forbidden Island's existence, causing quite the stir

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already booked her check-up, and he stuck

the tests were done, the dietician rolled

growling, and she was halfway through her meal when Zoey and Carol both rang, checking in

Island had worried them. They'd call every now and then, and hearing her

to ease their

was thriving, with

the big time, while Shawn was the epitof

meant the world to everyone, and since Maja’s departure, they'd all been eagerly

the end of the call, Maja couldn't shake the feeling that Zoey's voice sounded off, a bit hoarse, as if under

"Zoey, you feeling alright?”

before Zoey replied, “No worries, Mr. Pennyfeather. I'm good, and the company’s

forward to having

couldn’t shake her concern

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hear from Maja, and when she asked about Zoey,