Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"Philip, don't be mad, okay?"

Phil had no clue what he'd done wrong this time. He had always aimed to please the professor, and when she was happy, so was

Philip. Had he messed up again?

He was at a loss. Panic began to set in, the icy grip of the machinery he feared he'd be thrown back into seemed all too close.

"Philip."

The voice was grating to him, and in an instant, Philip grabbed Phil's hand tightly, his tone tinged with rare sulk. He never snapped

at this person, but this time, he couldn't hold back.

"You slept with her? What were you thinking?"

"lI wanted you to be happy."

"Do you think that makeshappy?"

Confusion clouded Phil's eyes as he echoed the question, not understanding why Philip wouldn't be happy.

Philip suddenly felt embarrassed, as if his gentle facade was being ripped away. He'd lived in Greenfield for so long, witnessed so

much deceit and change of heart, yet now he couldn't deal with one sincere soul.

Releasing Phil's hand after a long pause, Philip still didn't know what to say. He turned to retreat to his room, with Phil trailing

behind him cautiously, not wanting to stir his anger further.

Once in the room, Philip stood by a cabfilled with leaves Phil had collected, each meticulously cleaned.

minute with closed eyes, Philip spoke, "Don't

"But..."

"No buts."

fished a piece of biscuit from his pocket and began to crumble it, nibbling on

feeling a mixture of frustration and pity. After such a significant incident, Phil seemed unaffected, not

woman twice his

sigh escaped Philip as he felt the

now on, just do

then he said without hesitation, "As long

to his crumbled biscuit as if to say, “Just don't be mad;

nothing, still taking

the base for two whole days. The staff here were

screaming people or the deceased. They all wore the suniform:

restless; Dylan and Walter were clearly not in this

snippets of conversation, lan gathered this was just a tiny corner of it. The

further in, a place

individuals arrived, looking to select a

here were subjected to general experiments,

saw his chance and volunteered to help with the transfers, shadowing the group into a new

staff wore the suniforms. He overheard the person in front

folks are for

what about

got snew

Doctor is not someone

Doctor? Who was that? While lan pondered

man glanced at lan, "What are you still doing here? Get the hell

answered the call, "Doctor, you're

gate for you."

lan and hurried to a massive

This was Sarah, Doctor of the research