Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

His gaze had collided with lan's countless times, and there was this hunch in his gut, a feeling that lan might just be the one he'd

been waiting for.

Sarah lifted her hand and tousled his hair affectionately.

"Maybe he is."

"You don't have faith in him, Doctor?"

"I have faith in everyone, but I'm always let down in the end."

A shadow passed over Subject 8's face, his hand absentmindedly fidgeting with the jade beads around his neck.

Sarah lifted her hand again and continued tousling his hair.

"But the disappointment won't last forever. We'll get out of here, and you'll see your family again."

Hope flickered in Subject 8's eyes, and a genuine smile curved on his lips. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Yeah, to see my family."

He couldn't remember what his family looked like. The more he tried to recall, the more muddled his memories became.

But he knew that once, someone had held his hand tightly and never let go. He knew the story behind the bead he wore. He had to

leave this place, to see his family again.

His memory had been wiped once already, and the recollection of his arrival at this base had long since faded. The only world he

could remember was the one within these walls.

out and pinched his ear

we don't head back now, they're going to find

whether I go back now or

created by Sarah; countless experiments had been

searching for someone - perhaps a person she was desperately trying to

was this obsession that allowed her memory to

Eric to survive the experiments all those

it was obsession that kept this eighteen-year-old boy

searching for Subject 8, but then they saw Sarah

tow, secured by

over them, and they quickly locked the subject in

the subject only

yet. The higher-ups haven't decided who

did tear a few people apart right in

a knife in

Sarah stood still outside the

nowhere in sight.

and, using the air ducts, had made

of drugs from

eyes are so similar; I want to gouge them

Philip. I don't know how to thank you for

Philip with 00, Phil, and an older

pleased, that's all that matters. I thought you'd be interested in Cynthia's

captive."

his lips curled in amusement, "I'll

to see this spectacle for himself

something cruel within him.

keep Cynthia captive because he too felt

curled slightly, the warmness in his gaze laced with a hint of

else.