Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

In her dream, Maja felt the warm clasp of a hand in hers.

Before hitting the hay last night, she'd planned to set an alarm, hoping to rise and shine early.

But before she knew it, she had clocked a solid five or six hours of shut-eye.

When she awoke, the hospital room was basked in sunlight.

Ian’s hand was holding hers, and with the other, he was tapping away on a keyboard, seemingly Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

replying to a message.

Maja was momentarily dazed at the sight of his face.

It wasn't until he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze that she snapped back to reality and heard him

say, “You've got a full-body check-up scheduled today. I’ll be right here with you. You feeling hungry

yet?”

“Ian, you’re up?”

He let go of her hand and reached for the disinfectant wipes on the nightstand, meticulously cleaning

each of her fingers.

“I've been awake for a couple of hours now. You needed the extra Zs.”

The heaviness in her heart, weighed down by thoughts of Cynthia and Augus, made it hard for Maja to

go back to sleep.

Ian, fresh out of bed, had already gathered the latest intel and ruffled her hair in a comforting gesture.

“Maja, don’t sweat it. Patric’s not going down that easy. I’m sure we’ll have a lead soon enough.”

He propped a pillow behind her back, helping her to sit up.

Sitting against the pillow, her spirit lifted a bit.

They both understood that the situation with the research base had to be resolved pronto. The eyes of

the world were now on Forbidden Island, but so far, no one had turned up any useful info.

The media, however, had blown the lid off Forbidden Island's existence, causing quite the stir in public

opinion.

The research base linked to Forbidden Island was clearly becoming a target for all.

Ian had already booked her check-up, and he stuck by her side through each and every test.

As soon as the tests were done, the dietician rolled in with lunch.

Maja's stomach was indeed growling, and she was halfway through her meal when Zoey and Carol

both rang, checking in on her.

Being out of touch while on Forbidden Island had worried them. They'd call every now and then, and

hearing her voice now seemed to ease their anxiety.

Zoey mostly talked shop, sharing that Star Movie Group was thriving, with several of their movies

snagging top awards. Wilma and Cornelia had hit the big time, while Shawn was the epitome of A-list.

Star Movie Group meant the world to everyone, and since Maja’s departure, they'd all been eagerly

awaiting her return.

Towards the end of the call, Maja couldn’t shake the feeling that Zoey’s voice sounded off, a bit hoarse,

as if under the weather.

"Zoey, you feeling alright?”

There was a brief pause before Zoey replied, “No worries, Mr. Pennyfeather. I’m good, and the

company’s in great shape. We’re all looking forward to having you back.”

After hanging up, Maja couldn’t shake her concern and decided to give Elvis a call.

True to form, Elvis was a workhorse, burning the midnight oil at the office.

"Elvis, what’s up with Zoey?”

After a long hesitation, Elvis let out a sigh.

"It’s this whole ordeal with the Haskins family. Lately, Zoey’s been representing the company at some

gala events, running into Mia. Mia always had a snide remark, leaving Zoey red-faced.” Coոtent оf

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Worried about her friend and feeling distant, she made sure to ask Carol to check on Zoey when they

spoke later.

Maybe it was just her intuition, but Carol’s tone seemed evasive too.

Despite being abroad and out of touch, Maja couldn't help but worry about her friends.