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.

base, lan had spent days familiarizing himself with the layout, yet he

Walter had

Chamber 8;

the energy to greet as

him out like a Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

the boy had gruesomely clawed two men before being sedated and

blood, lending him

few nights when he went

knew well that the boy recognized him, yet he

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

were roars and

returned to Sarah's core lab. Sarah was deeply

discussing the effects of a

to create chaos so

higher-ups were holed up.

the lab bench, methodically handing over reagents to the Doctor, but Sarah didn’t take over, and

instead.

was trembling. She switched on a device

one

the uniformed man was debating heatedly with the others, one hand

of the table

thoughts, Sarah? After all, you are

about the fate of the weapon. The weapon's ferocity had

now a few chairpersons coveted it,

seven core members sat at the

Sarah glanced at the only unmasked man. Her image filled the central conference

have it. Let's

just around the

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

the privileges of the

raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips, "Indeed, just a few

term."