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.

himself with the layout, yet he still couldn't find

with Walter had

batch of medications near Test Chamber 8; lan noticed the researchers hadn't slept for

energy to

parade him out

had gruesomely clawed two men before being sedated and returned to his chamber.

traces of blood, lending him an

meet. These few nights when he went to the hatch, he'd lock gaze

recognized him, yet he hadn't alerted

he hadn't really heard the teen ever speak.

roars

to Sarah's core lab. Sarah was deeply engrossed in her

discussing the effects of a

to create chaos so he could better understand the area where

higher-ups were holed up.

handing over reagents to the

instead.

noticed one of Sarah's hand was trembling. She switched on a

for one - the uniformed man

heatedly with the others, one hand propping against his chin, his lips curled

head of the table addressed

After all, you are the one

out, a conference held by the higher-ups was underway about the fate of the weapon.

coveted it, though there

core members

lashes, Sarah glanced at the only unmasked man. Her

one should have it. Let's keep him in the chamber a

around the

the position was deemed high despite the numbers, because

was global, and the privileges of the chairpersons

unmasked man raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips, "Indeed,

term."