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."

down, it was

surgery

eyes. It had been ages since he had a good rest, and sleep eluded him now more than

harder to find peace. After years of plotting, his wish was about to be

and it felt surreal.

a pile of data when

it Compound 111 in the

doubt, holding a syringe

her previous data records, "Is

Compound 112."

a prodigy within the research base for her photographic memory, seldom made

But with evidence of alterations all

sure if Sarah herself had made

stared silently at Sarah, whose expression remained unchanged.

it wrong. My apologies. I'll inject Compound 112

approached with

"It's nothing. Just a minor

looked at Queena, her face still etched with

then said, "Just follow Doctor's instructions, and remember not to make these simple mistakes

on her,

to keep her and lan together forever. If she disrupted Sarah's

important the experiment

her forehead, but as she prepared to inject the next compounds, she found discrepancies with her own

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

I remember. Could you have made a mistake, or do you have

things seemed off. But Queena's love for lan was too

too great. She beceven