Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

She looked down, fighting the pain in her fingers and holding on.

Mia stood beside her, alternating between cursing and whispering, each word a hunting echo of the assault she had suffered.

Zoey didn't respond until Mia spat that she deserved to die. She shot back, "What if I really died?"

She was indeed tired of living; life never seemed to shine bright.

She was always abandoned, anyway. If her life could get these people off her back, then they could take it.

But Mia retorted, "Don't you think dying will be that easy for you. Just you wait!"

Zoey knew Mia was plotting something new, but she didn't know what would happen until Sharon showed up and slapped her

without hesitation.

That's when she grasped Mia's tactics.

She had always felt Mia was cut from the scloth as Belinda, and now she felt it more deeply than ever.

Mia had recorded their conversation on Zoey's phone—it was mostly about Mia's own breakdown, and she also confessed the

assault she endured.

Zoey hadn't said much, but to those unaware of the context, it seemed she had pushed Mia to the edge by forcing her to reveal

her trauma.

The recording circulated from Zoey's phone, leaving her defenseless.

Once again she was defenseless, just like when Belinda had framed her.

No one would believe a mother could schagainst her daughter to such an extent.

a girl would

a few slaps for Zoey to understand that she

ruined by Belinda

was the one

destroyed, but devoid of even

station, her face was calm; she thought maybe staying in

Mia.

in jail have been briefed beforehand and, led by a queen bee,

daily.

she couldn't help but wonder, where had her

she realized that she should never have

continued to weep and plead Fitch to swear not

troubled by his

have her phone

stiffened, her face paling, but she quickly

She

much, yet you'd lend her your

upon Zoey; it made no sense

down, with tears

staged this whole thing? You think I'd joke with my own honor? What is Zoey? She

his temples, and said coldly

anger. You're my sister, I'm on your side, but don't

cameras everywhere."

felt weak, and her head

methodical, and his house

he checked, he'd see that

it to her willingly; her claim didn't

silent,

Sharon spoke up.

your sister,

is because she's my sister that I've indulged her