Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Sarah slowly smoothed her disheveled locks and plucked a tissue from the stack beside her to dab at her lips.

“lan, how many folks you got on the outside?”

The moment the words left her lips, lan knew that the map had indeed cfrom her. But as the key researcher in the project, she

shouldn't have had the chance to step foot outside.

“At the research base, we're talking a couple dozen. Beyond that, sky's the limit.”

Sarah lifted a hand to her temple, massaging it as she rose to her feet and walked out. lan trailed behind her, navigating the

extended corridor until they stopped at the research bench. Only then did she grip the icy edge of the countertop before her.

“As many as I want, huh? I suppose that answer will do.”

“And your role, Doctor?”

Sarah gazed blankly at the vial before her, a smile suddenly playing at her lips.

“I need a team, the bigger, the better. I want out of this place.”

She had set her sights on lan because she needed an ally. The effort it took to send that map was her at her limits. Despite

garnering ample trust within the base, she still couldn't leave.

“How did you manage to send out that map, Doctor?”

reached for a glass of lukewarm water and took a sip. Sweat had already begun to

close shave. I couldn't make the map too obvious, but lucky for me, you got the

he knew about a secret passage on Forbidden Island. By working backward from

he'd

would have been gibberish. So, he surmised that another part of the map indicated the

since he was investigating

her physical state

you needto do,

“First, take out Summer.”

ask why Summer had to die. He could sense a potent emotion

after Summer's gone, then what?

a path out. Before,

for over a

“My situation’s been unstable.”

“What do you mean?”

as the sweat slid down her

helped a guy who bore sresemblance to you. He's the only one who's ever escaped from here - a

get the better of him,

further explanation, he knew that

fingers trembling slightly.

He was cautious, but he slipped up. I thought it was a death Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ

for him - an undignified one. He endured countless experiments daily, all on his person.

to copy a person's memories, transplanting them into another brain. The technology existed

crude.”