Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Astronia.

Maja scrolled through the endless barrage of online posts confirming that Wendy had been virtually tarred and feathered by the

unforgiving public. It was only then that she allowed herself a smidgen of satisfaction.

She couldn't bring herself to call Zoey. She knew it would just be another round of apologies and all that.

Right now it was better for anyone to disturb Zoey, who needed a little peace and quiet, stto rest up. Rubbing her tired

eyes, Maja shut her laptop, only to be gently chided by the woman beside her.

"You really should cut down on screen time, especially with the baby on the way."

Maja splashed swater on her face in the bathroom. When she returned, her eyes were still tinged with red. There had been no

word from lan for a week, she hadn't really had enough rest recently, and her nights were riddled with nightmares.

After dealing with the online storm back home, all she felt was exhaustion. Another day passed without a peep from lan. Maja was

growing impatient. She called Beck, hoping for a shred of news.

"Nothing yet, Maja. Don't get too worked up. The research base's layout is a maze; they might be out of reach for now."

"And what about Forbidden Island?” Was Cynthia still giving everyone the silent treatment?

Beck's smile faded at the mention of Forbidden Island, "It's the same. She screams whenever anyone tries to approach. No way to

communicate. The engineering department is working double-time, but the basement's design is too clever. It'll take months to

crack."

Feeling the weight of her concerns, Maja pressed her lip and ended the call. No matter how worried she was for lan, her only choice

was to wait in the hotel.

lan had spent days familiarizing himself with the layout, yet he still couldn't find

exchanges with Walter had been

Chamber 8; lan

to greet as they

of Chamber 8 had gone berserk the previous night. The higher-ups had wanted to parade him out like a Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

but the boy had gruesomely clawed two men before being sedated and returned

traces of blood, lending him an

few nights when he went to the hatch,

that the boy recognized

spoken. During his there, he hadn't

were roars and

to Sarah's core lab.

the effects of a

planned to create chaos

higher-ups were holed up.

handing over reagents to the Doctor, but Sarah didn’t take over, and furrowed

instead.

was trembling. She switched on a device

small screen, save for one

heatedly with the others, one hand propping against his

the head of the

you are

by the higher-ups was underway about the fate of the weapon. The weapon's

coveted it, though there was

seven core members sat at

man. Her image

it, then perhaps no one should have it. Let's keep

around

twenty chairpersons in the running; the position was deemed high despite the numbers,

base's drugs was global, and the privileges of the chairpersons

on his lips, "Indeed, just a

term."