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.

After a minute with closed eyes, Philip

"But..."

"No buts."

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

After such a significant incident, Phil seemed unaffected, not

with a woman twice

escaped Philip as he

now on, just do what makes

bewilderment crossed Phil's face; then he said

crumbled biscuit as if to say, “Just

nothing, still taking Philip's

the base for two whole days. The staff here were the lowest of the low,

people or the deceased. They all wore the suniform: white hazmat suits

restless; Dylan and Walter were clearly not

gathered this was just a tiny corner of it. The heart of

in, a place off-limits to the

to

here were subjected to general experiments, and those

help with the transfers, shadowing the

layout was similar, and the staff wore the suniforms.

these folks are for

But what about that last big project of

got

Doctor is not someone you lot can gossip

Who was that? While lan pondered

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

the call,

gate for you."

deal with lan and hurried to a massive door. As the

was Sarah, Doctor of the