Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

Chapter 1355

Marion drove through the night, streetlights flickering across his face.

A weathered old newspaper lay crumpled in the passenger seat, its yellow pages detailing every grim detail of that decade-old kidnapping case, but not a trace of warmth touched his expression.

When he reached the coast, he killed the engine. Clutching the newspaper, he strode to the water's edge. A lighter flashed in his hand. Flames crawled across the brittle paper, casting dancing shadows on his tense jawline. He watched until the last ember died, then scattered the ashes across the sand.

...

Debra had drifted into an uneasy sleep.

Her dreams swirled with half-remembered fragments—a ship's deck, choking smoke, a cramped dark space.

Saltwater stung her nostrils as waves pressed down on her face. She thrashed against the suffocation until she was exhausted and helplessly sank into the water.

Suddenly, a child's scream pierced the darkness. "Brother, save me."

Debra jolted awake. The fading image of a faceless boy running toward her lingered. Then came the phantom stench of a filthy car trunk.

face, but it felt

of unease, one she'd

trembled as she pulled herself up from the

something she needed to confirm. She had to know

voices crowded

get that scar on your

like

Mrs. Houston, do you remember anything

voices in her mind grew louder and more chaotic until

attic on the

a trap, and every instinct

She had to

in hand, she staggered toward the

The

lingered in her

impossible to shake off.