Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Now, only Cameron and Greta remained in the room.

Tension hung in the air, tight as a drawn bow. Greta's eyes, once bright with stubborn affection, now held nothing but weary resignation as she looked at Cameron.

"Cameron, do you blame me?" Her voice was so soft it barely made a sound, as if she could shrink herself small enough to disappear. That's how she always was around him-humbled, almost apologetic.

Cameron was cold, distant. "Would it change anything if I did? Nell and I... we're strangers now."

Tears slipped down Greta's cheeks as she edged closer. "Cameron, Morris is out of his mind. He'd do anything to get Nellie. Why go up against him? You can't win with someone like him."

Cameron's handsome features tightened, a crack running through his composure. "If Nell ever remembers, she'll see Morris for the wolf he really is. She'd never choose him. Nellie's too kind for someone who's all scheming and lies."

Greta's sobs came harder. "So you're giving up on me? You're picking Nathalie over me, aren't you?"

Cameron's patience snapped. "Her name is Nellie. She's my Nell. She's not Nathalie."

shock written all over her face. "You're just as obsessed

fists curled tight. "She was meant

"Cameron, if there really is such a thing as reincarnation, do you really think every life is just a repeat of the last? In the Timeless Cycle, you and Nellie were happy together. But out here, this is a new life. Nellie can fall in love with someone else if she wants to. Doesn't she have

you keep living in the past, you're just going to keep hurting. You need

with stubble, pride lost somewhere along the way, replaced by exhaustion. The cracks in him showed just how

I let

stuck, sinking deeper in his own misery, surviving only by clinging to

dad never loved my mom. From the outside, we looked perfect. But inside, we were a mess. All I ever wanted was a real home-a gentle wife, happy kids, a place I could protect, no matter

and I actually had that, even for a

know how much it kills me to remember

be happy

"I lost my wife."