Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

“Fitch, did you ever hear about Bernard's kid being shipped off years ago? Rumor has it, he bit the dust at sresearch lab."

"Yeah, that's not exactly a state secret. His son, just like Eric back in the day, got sent on shush-hush mission and never made

it back. Not even a bone to bury."

"Is there any record of the people they sent out?"

"Top secret stuff. Once someone kicks the bucket, their ID gets wiped clean."

Seemed like digging around here might just be a piece of cake.

Her lips curled, "I'm thinking, we don't really know what Bernard's angle is. What if we turn back the clock and say his son didn't

die at that lab, what if he was already gone before that? Maybe Bernard's playing God, trying to bring his boy back to life by

sparking his memories in someone else's noggin. Does that theory hold water?"

The moment she finished, the room plunged into silence. Maja's wild guesses always had a way of flipping everything on its head.

Nobody spoke, but then Patric, who'd been quiet as a church mouse, let out a snort. That snort got under Beck's skin. He stood up

and jabbed a finger at Patric's cheek.

"Hey, you cell warrior, what are you snickering at? Keep it up and I'll make you eat Rocky's dog treats, you believe that?"

Patric's face turned stormy, but his hands were tied behind his back, and he was cuffed to a sturdy iron rack. He wasn't going

anywhere.

"Back off!"

kick out at Beck. Beck dodged with a smirk, "Oh? Can't touch this, can

temples. She figured the old scuffles between

was all pride and vanity, but deep down, he had a mischievous streak. Beck, the notorious

innocent of the Sanders family,

those two were at each other's

"Beck, knock it off."

his seat. Maja eyed Patric, her tone mild, "What was so

his Adam's apple bobbing, eyes suddenly rimmed red. After struggling with his words, he spat

your business!"

caught a whiff of hurt, panic, and defiance in his voice.

Patric always opposed her, always trying to off

he was a distinct personality, and Eric should just disappear. Patric indeed smelled something fishy back

Eric stayed silent, only ever saying, "You'll regret hurting her

he knew Patric was just a

his own

for Maja, then this offshoot personality would inevitably be charmed

regrets, once he figured out

closer, scrutinizing the face before her. The flutter of her teen years was long gone.

calm.

to address

pieced together the details. Bernard once said he

succeed. Bernard wants to do the same, transplant his

them to life. That way, his son would live again. He must have those memories

lan be the person

be precise, not a person, but the right shell.

laid out for all to hear. The crowd on the couch stayed mum. Only Patric,

lips, "You're