Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Almos chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "Look at you, all fierce and

intimidating. It's a far cry from the gentle soul I first met. Back then, you were so soft-spoken, not this intense."

Nathalie, seeing through his attempt to sidetrack, decided to cut the act. "Almos, even after all these years, I remember every clause of our deal. Do you?"

Almos shrugged, "I've got so many clients, Nathalie, it's hard to keep track."

"Not a problem," Nathalie replied, her voice steady. "Let me jog your memory. The first point was simple: you promised to erase all my unpleasant memories, and I paid you handsomely for that."

Almos winced. "Yeah, that does ring a bell."

"But why do I still remember every painful detail?" Nathalie's tone sharpened. "Seems like you didn't hold up your end of the bargain. Don't you think I deserve my money back?"

"Ms. Nellie, who asks for a refund six or seven years after

was confidential, and

eyes started

Nathalie grabbed a nearby butter knife, using the flat side to lift Almos's chin forcefully. "How did

Almos replied, "Greta who? I don't know what you're talking

we?" Nathalie's voice was

patience. Spill the beans about you and Greta, or I'll have my people pay

believe how much you've changed in just a few years. No wonder he said

himself with his actions. Now that his life's in ruins,

Nellie, you don't

in it. "I'm the one involved; how could I

"Yes, you're involved," Almos

heartache. But how can you be sure that Cameron, though wrong, deserved such harsh punishment? You went too