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.

that a girl would

understand that she could never

ruined by

was the

of

taken to the police station, her face was calm; she thought maybe staying in jail would be better

Mia.

hatred. People in jail have been briefed beforehand and, led

daily.

the cold floor, she couldn't help but wonder, where had her life

realized that she should never

hospital room, Mia continued to weep

by his

didn't have her phone

face paling, but she

it to her. She said

hate her so much, yet you'd lend

death upon Zoey; it made no sense

down, with

you saying I staged this whole thing? You think I'd joke with my own honor? What

temples, and said

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

cameras everywhere."

weak, and her

could she forget? Fitch was so methodical, and his house

he checked, he'd see that

wouldn't have given it to her willingly; her claim didn't hold

silent, shaking

Sharon spoke up.

is your sister,

is because she's my sister