Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The last sliver of sunlight faded away at the horizon, and the atmosphere in the neighborhood grew heavy with tension.

The families, aware of their confinement, dared not make any sudden moves. They all sat in the living room, silently listening to

the negotiations happening outside.

The shouting had ceased, leaving everyone uncertain about what was to come. Their lives were all in the hands of Bernard.

And Bernard, he had lost his mind - or perhaps he had been mad all along.

He found his seat and slowly tapped his fingers on the armrest. When the silence persisted outside, a smirk played on his lips.

He turned to Lingery behind him and said, "Look at these people. The moment their wives and children are in danger, they clam

up. They can't spout their self-righteous drivel anymore. Such hypocrites, aren't they? What makes them any different from me?"

Lingery poured him a cup of tea, "Please, have a drink."

Bernard took a sip before asking, "How's Rachel doing?"

"She got the real lan out, but Dylan didn't fall for it. Thought he'd go after them himself, but he had the Sanders family call a press

conference right away."

"He's somewhat interesting, I'll give him that."

Bernard drank half the cup of tea, his gaze drifting towards the hibernation chamber where Maja lay.

"It's a shame, really. She's pregnant and the data's unstable. Otherwise, she would've been the first one for the experiment."

but deep down, it was his

Doctor said the surgery will be done

ages since he had a good rest, and sleep eluded him now more than

peace. After years

and it felt surreal.

data when Queena questioned her, "Are you sure about injecting Compound

it Compound 111

a syringe without injecting the substance

impassive as she pulled out her previous data records, "Is it possible you're

Compound 112."

a prodigy within the research base for her photographic

brow furrowed as she double-checked the doctor's notes. But with evidence of alterations

sure if Sarah herself

at Sarah, whose expression remained unchanged. With a forced smile,

apologies. I'll inject Compound 112

and he approached with a questioning tone,

Just a minor error in the data sequence

etched with confusion, while Sarah appeared calm

and remember not to make these simple

gaze on

and lan together forever. If she disrupted Sarah's experiment, would Bernard keep his

knew how important the

beaded on her forehead, but as she prepared to inject

to Sarah, "Doctor, are you sure these compounds are correct? They're completely

Could you have made a mistake, or do

earlier that day, things seemed off. But Queena's love for lan was

great. She beceven