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.

Rachel after getting locked up. Rachel was a star at the police department, and if not for getting tangled up in Bernard March's

supported Rachel's education and left her a little something

a person can be rotten to the world but kind to you, and

been a shining example, a beacon for her future, even

had burns, but Bernard's legacy had included a miraculous salve that saved her

doses of which could

of her child. If she took another, Greenfield and all it

pulled strings to get Zoey to this place, to give her time to think it through. Zoey closed her eyes, her voice

start might be good. Maybe it'll show

no hesitation, Rachel handed over

the call,

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