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.

had spent days familiarizing himself with

with Walter had been

another batch of medications near Test Chamber 8; lan noticed

to greet as

had wanted to parade him out like a Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website

two men before being sedated and returned to his chamber.

traces of blood, lending him

tlan delivered meds, their gazes would meet. These few nights when he

that the boy recognized

if the teen had ever spoken. During his there, he hadn't really heard the

were roars

returned to Sarah's core lab. Sarah was deeply engrossed in her research, rarely

effects of

to send meds near Chamber 8 tonight. He planned to create chaos so he

higher-ups were holed up.

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

instead.

on a device aside that projected the faces of

screen, save for one - the

others, one hand propping against his chin, his lips curled

the head of the

you are the one who created

a conference held by the higher-ups was underway about the fate of the

a few chairpersons coveted it,

core members

Her image filled the central

should have it. Let's keep him in

just around

position was deemed high despite the numbers, because the influence

was global, and the privileges of the chairpersons

his lips,

term."