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.

would one believe that a girl would gamble her innocence in such a

that she could never escape the clutches

being ruined by Belinda and

was the one

but devoid of even

calm;

Mia.

had underestimated Sharon's hatred. People in jail have been briefed beforehand and, led by a queen bee,

daily.

floor, she couldn't help but wonder, where had

she should never have been

weep and plead Fitch

troubled by his

remember Zoey didn't have her phone

her face paling, but

it to her. She said she wanted

so much, yet you'd lend her

death upon Zoey; it made no sense

looked down, with

are you saying I staged this whole thing? You think I'd joke with my

temples, and said coldly as

told you, I let you bully Zoey to vent your anger. You're my

cameras everywhere."

weak, and her

forget? Fitch was so methodical, and

he'd see that Zoey never

to her willingly; her

fell silent, shaking with

Sharon spoke up.

your sister,

sister that I've indulged her against