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.

for a chair position. Philip,

forward."

twenty chairs in the research facility, each

at the facility for years and had access to the core members, but there was a strict nomination process that

he finally had

pills developed by the research facility, no longer restricted

quotas.

disposal, it would

untimely and disgraceful demise.

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the door closed, Philip retreated

the women

his room, carefully unpacked leaves he had

admired the variety of leaves he had turned into specimens over the

leaf, he would preserve it

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

for the first t-

move.

he only saw glass panes and

like an uncivilized beast, he would hold the

at the facility, but he was one of the lucky ones who had been

even

he looked at the

eyebrow arching slightly at the sight of the

back

"Yeah."

"Why collect these?"

the money he had, why not collect something more valuable? Why leaves? Philip never stayed at the

to someone who had never

"I really like them."

he was articulate and clear, but when

reverting to his true self within the walls of the

Philip as if that was the only way he could interact

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