Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 11

“I didn’t do it, how many times do I have to say it before you’ll believe me? I didn’t push her…” Without any evidence, Dexter always took Melody’s word as gospel. He trusted her unconditionally.

As for me? I might as well have been trash.

“Phoebe, you really deserve to die.”

The phrase he loved to throw at me was, “Phoebe, you deserve to die.”

That day, he didn’t let me off the hook. He slept with me in the club’s VIP room just to humiliate

1. me.

“Phoebe, do you have any idea how much those barflies charge for a night? Eight hundred…”

“Phoebe, you’re not even worth that much.”

“Phoebe, maybe I should’ve just let them have their way with you, huh?”

I lay on the couch numbly, feeling like my soul had been shredded to pieces.

“Dexter, please, just leave me alone…”

couldn’t recall how long he tormented me.

clothes with a look of disgust. He was always impeccably dressed, regardless of

spare me another glance as if disgusted that he’d lost control and touched something as filthy as me while drunk.

don’t leave me behind. Please.” I begged

and slammed the door behind him, not caring about

floor and slowly getting up. Stepping on broken glass, the pain and the sight of blood

shirt, hugging the tattered fabric to

poured down, and

the waiter asked about

respond, just ran out in panic.

his words laced with mockery. “Why run? Playing the innocent? After being used like that by a rich guy, you’re not going to shy away from me, are you?”

away and muttered, “Don’t touch me. I’ll call the cops…”

full of drunks. You think you’ll still be back home in one piece if you go out like that? You

could they possibly let me go?

me alone, but he walked away without looking back.

waiter, tears streaming

left the club than I was

for the police, crying as I waited for the moment of rescue and that’s when I sobered up completely.

didn’t love him anymore.

to

to escape as far away