Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

In three days, except for the badge Philip was wearing, the rest of the numbers had been collected.

Sarah sifted through the codes and realized that the crucial digits were on Philip's badge. Only by getting hold of that badge could

they confirm the final three numbers.

Without it, there were too many possible combinations, and the lock only allowed one error. A second mistake would seal their fate,

trapping them even more securely.

"Doctor, I'll take care of the badge on him," lan said casually, his eyes calm as he surveyed the jumble of numbers.

"I'll get it."

Sarah nodded, fiddling with her stash of pharmaceuticals.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you guys to gather the numbers so quickly. I've been at it for years and only managed to collect five.

I feel like this might be my chance to get out, to escape with Number 8."

Her tone was wistful, the situation still feeling surreal. She could only admit that the people lan had brought were competent. If it

were her, it'd take who knew how long.

Little did they know, Philip had sensed a shift in the atmosphere of the central hall. Especially since Summer's incident, he felt an

unease growing within him.

areas he'd

a heavy thoughtfulness in his

Phil entered the room, his face lighting

Phil brandished a new leaf he'd found from somewhere, eager to turn

already uninterested in leaf collecting and irritated, brushed Phil's hands

the badge on Philip's chest, and

his face a picture

"What are you doing?"

look. You worked so hard to earn it, and I'm happy for

was whether this cold metal was more attractive than

over the leaves he had painstakingly

didn't understand and awkwardly retracted

noticed something's off lately?" His instincts were sharp, and the

in Summer's room. He felt things slipping out of his

really have chere alone? She didn't seem skilled

with the outside, it was

to die.

Maybe lan

was dire, and the Sanders family needed to find an antidote, available

to

within him. He wasn’t sure where this feeling stemmed from, but

Maja was doing well,

Philip was determined that he wouldn't leave alive. His lips curved into a smirk. What had seemed

now intrigued him.

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