Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

It was beyond their comprehension how Yvonne, such a bright and promising child, could be taken from this world so soon. It was a

tragedy when the old must bury the young.

The room was thick with tension, all eyes fixed on Leonard after his somber declaration. His gaze was affixed to the stack of papers

before him as he closed his eyes, "Investigate. If it's really him, there will be no mercy."

Clearly, among those present, Leonard's word was law. His directive left no room for doubt, and action was swiftly undertaken as

the higher-ups began to coordinate their next move.

Night had already enveloped the sky.

When Maja awoke, she found herself lying in a bed, her eyes able to move, but the rest of her body was numb and unresponsive.

The space in front of her was whitewashed; seemed like she was encased in a hibernation chamber.

She blinked but couldn’t discern anything, only a small glass pane above her through which she could glimpse the ceiling outside.

Outside the chamber, Sarah monitored the flickering streams of data with a steely detachment. Her fingers danced across the

screen, glancing at Fitch, who had been wheeled out earlier. His trial run had been the first, and now, his body's vitals were

peaking, ready for the next phase.

Sarah kept a vigilant watch over the remaining data, fearful of any mishap. She also made a call to Bernard.

"Mr. March, care to witness the proceedings? By tomorrow evening, Fitch's experiment should be complete. Give it an hour, and

you'll see your son slowly cto. Then it's Maja's turn. If all goes well, by eleven at night. Will you not cto see?"

the chance

nervousness palpable, "Two in the afternoon, I'll cby. Sarah, you're sure there's a

percent success rate?"

deceive you,

He gazed out at the darkening sky,

with his son and beloved wife. Bernard inhaled deeply

with color; its feathers were now sparse from age,

companion.

the Sanders family

a

our escape route

set. We'll go underground and catch a chopper to the border. There's a faction ready to receive

as we're prepared. I have their families in my grasp; they

dare make a move."

location. Destruction there would mean a significant loss

would act rashly.

thoughtfully. Nearly everyone inside there now had beca hostage. Everyone wanted their loved

paying the

it was the

vision. She couldn't hear

her.

would always take a walk, a habit from years of lab work. After

tof being cooped up in the research base, and the

No mistakes. Mr. March will be here

"Understood, Doctor."

her hat, eager for a

just a few

reached a corner, her eyes caught a bamboo dragonfly lying at her