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.

access to all the medication in the base and areas he'd never been

thoughtfulness

entered the room, his face lighting

out, Philip," Phil brandished a new leaf he'd found from

and irritated, brushed

lingered on the badge on Philip's chest, and he couldn't resist touching

grabbed his hand immediately, his face a picture of

"What are you doing?"

a closer look. You worked so hard to earn it,

metal was more attractive than

the leaves

and awkwardly retracted

His instincts were sharp, and the unease had been building,

He felt things slipping out of

woman, the one who looked so much like Maja, really have chere alone? She didn't seem skilled enough to make

her own. With no way to communicate with the outside, it was unlikely that lan, as clever as

to die.

was a distraction. Maybe lan himself was already inside the

Augus was dire, and the Sanders family needed to find an antidote, available only here. If lan wanted

Maja, he'd need to cure

grip tightened, a surge of resentment rising within him. He wasn’t sure where this feeling stemmed from, but he

long as Maja was

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

now intrigued him.

go outside and look around. See if there are any new subjects who have