Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The Jellyfish Seal lay nearby, untouched, as she seemed uninterested in giving it more than a cursory glance.

The room fell into a hush, and Philip couldn't quite get a read on what was going through her head. He'd never been able to fully

understand her.

The woman picked up the mug of tea from the table and took a sip, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.

"What about that girl you mentioned before? You know, Cynthia's daughter?"

"She's still alive."

The woman raised an eyebrow. If Philip had taken action, that girl shouldn't be alive, she thought.

"It seems you gave her a chance to live."

"Just killing her would've been too boring."

He wanted to turn her into livestock for experimentation, like the subjects in the observation room.

His initial intention to bring Maja back to the BK was just that.

Let her taste the sweet life of being a leader, gain her trust, and then bring her to the research facility.

Then she'd be like a lab rat, completely at their mercy.

But he had been careless. To his surprise, when presented with the position of leader, Maja hadn't been tempted. Instead, she was

fixated on how to stay side by side with lan.

Ridiculous.

When he found out she was on Forbidden Island, he stopped holding back. But Dylan and Abner's support ctoo quickly, and

with Quentin causing chaos, he failed to get his way and had to retreat, consequently blowing his cover.

The woman, still eyeing her mug, gestured dismissively, "I'm tired. You all can leave now."

Philip and Phil stood up and made their way to the door, but her voice stopped them.

chair position. Philip, prepare sdocumentation. I'm

forward."

facility, each responsible for liaising with the

had been at the facility for years and had access to the

advancement. Now, he finally had

the pills developed by the research facility, no longer restricted by the

quotas.

all those lethal pills at his disposal, it would be easy to feed one to Maja or

untimely and disgraceful demise.

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closed, Philip retreated to

the women - their designated place whenever they returned to

returning to his room, carefully unpacked leaves he had collected

leaves he had turned into

would preserve it and

he started ten years ago. Having spent most of his life trailing behind Philip, he rarely

and seen the sky for the first t- a completely foreign concept to

move.

only saw glass panes

would hold

but he was one of the lucky ones

many still didn't even know what

looked at the wall filled with his collection of

in, his eyebrow

brought back more

"Yeah."

"Why collect these?"

something more valuable? Why leaves? Philip never stayed at the facility

leaves could be to someone who had never

"I really like them."

he was articulate and clear, but when

reverting to his true

he subconsciously imitated Philip as if that was

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