Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Rachel wiped down the gun in her hands, her words tinged with hesitation.

"Are you sure about this? You've already taken one, and it made you forget some things. If you take a second one, you'll lose everything. I can set you up with a new, legitimate identity in another city, just like you asked, but are you ready to let go of everything in Greenfield?"

Zoey was weak, a shadow of her former self. Rachel had secretly arranged for her to be brought to this safe house. The break-in at Zoey's place had been a real shock; when the intruder came, it triggered Zoey's labor. Then the fire started, and almost by instinct, she had her baby whisked away first, never really wanting to escape herself.

During the months in jail and the following half-year spent in this hideaway, she'd lost the plot of her life.

Revenge on Fitch? What was the point? It was all her own doing.

Face Maja again? What face did she have left to show?

The company had plenty of talent; they wouldn't miss a beat without Zoey. In a few years, her name would be wiped clean, and no one would come to save her.

That's what she thought, but Rachel's people had saved her.

met Rachel after getting locked up. Rachel was a star at the police department, and if not for getting tangled up in Bernard March's mess, she would have kept climbing the ranks. Now,

piece of work, but he'd genuinely supported Rachel's

world but kind to you, and you have to acknowledge that

a beacon for her future, even if

had included a miraculous salve that

drug, two doses of which could

forgotten the birth of her child. If she took another, Greenfield

get Zoey to this place, to

good. Maybe it'll show me what

hesitation, Rachel handed over the

the call,

start might just be the thing. Maybe you'll find a reason to live. All