Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

As dusk settled in, a courier delivered a letter to Maja's doorstep, a letter that mentioned the human experiments that had befallen

Sarah.

Maja, who had been the picture of calm, becutterly disheveled after reading the contents. She poured over each word,

starting to doubt her own grasp of the language. So, it wasn't just Patrick who was part of a successful experiment, but Sarah as

well?

Lillian's memories resided within Sarah's body, and now those memories were awakening? No wonder she always felt Sarah's gaze

upon her was fraught with complexity, as if there were a torrent of words waiting to burst forth, yet suppressed.

She rubbed her temples, suddenly recalling Lillian's body, laid to rest in the catacombs beneath Forbidden Island, now sealed away

forever, along with her.

Lillian was the one Maja had been searching for all these years, and to receive such news so abruptly left her unable to find her

composure.

She tried to call Sarah, but the phone just rang unanswered. Unable to wait even a second, Maja reached out to Beck.

Beck had never set foot inside the research base and was clueless about what lan and others had encountered there. He only knew

her creation of an antidote for his

Sarah had traveled all the way from North

as he read

They didn't know when their real mother had been swapped over.

had maintained a polite distance during her years among the Sanders family, never once having a

sons.

Island and the encounter with

as they had cto terms with Cynthia's death, this revelation had sprung up. No

as tormented by her

of such experiments, the reason why human experimentation was banned

fundamental human rights.

know what to say and rubbed his temples in

other hand, seemed relatively composed; he had suspected something off

subsequent care for the Sanders family had raised his suspicions, and now that they were confirmed, he

to

harbored Cynthia's memories, then she likely bore no malice towards Maja; perhaps

lan develop an

Sarah on her phone. Could something have happened to her?

what's in it

man who never played by the book; with the fake lan still unaccounted for, who knew what he

him.

head a bit aching. Meanwhile, Fitch

cemetery.