Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Maja stumbled backward, feeling the ground tremble beneath her once more. Nana reached out to steady her, her expression

etched with concern.

"It's an aftershock. No telling how long it'll last. From the looks of it, the entire mountain's been decimated. See those broken bricks

over there? Those must be from the research base, just blasted apart by simmense force."

In the face of nature's might, human innovation seemed insignificant.

Maja and Nana stood there for an hour, waiting for the tremors to subside before they began to navigate the rocky path that led

deeper into the chaos.

Among the stones, twisted pieces of modern machinery lay scattered - the remnants of the research base's equipment.

Sweat beaded on Maja's anxious forehead as she thought of Dylan, who was also inside. Her pace quickened, and she nearly

tripped over a jutting rock, almost tumbling down.

Nana caught her, and together they glimpsed the horror below: a mass grave in the crevice, bodies piled upon each other,

distorted beyond recognition.

Maja couldn't hold back any longer, bending over to retch beside a tree.

The dead were unidentifiable, their features twisted, causing a sourness to rise in Maja's stomach. She vomited for a full minute,

her eyes reddening before she rinsed her mouth with bottled water.

assassinations and her own dark deeds,

filled with the dead. It was too much to bear, and she supported

keep moving. There's a long crack here. The base must have been

It means not everyone inside got buried

a loss for words, simply trudging forward

as they walked on, apparent victims

as if pain was an alien concept, murmuring to

blue sky, it's been

been years since

trees, the green. I can hear water flowing. It must be

least a decade, with no plants, strict control, and no

at the sky with an obsessive fervor that

was in

the base? What on

stared at the sky, entranced. A

his eyes. It was as if he was breathing purely

frowned, realizing she wouldn't get any answers, and they moved

and endless; even though half tress had been devastated, there were still many fallen

to sit on. Nana joined her, both

barely alive on one hand, and it felt more like death's

survival.

Nana pointed to a relatively flat spot not

the night and continue

nibbling on

provide sprotection from the

a few bites of the