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

off, he finally let go of me and straightened his clothes with a look of disgust. He was always impeccably dressed, regardless of whether my clothes had been torn

didn’t spare me another glance as if disgusted that he’d lost

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

slammed the door behind him, not caring about the mess

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

dressed in what was left of my shirt, hugging the tattered fabric to my body as I stumbled

poured down, and Dexter

How much for the night? You look like you’ve been through the wringer,” the waiter asked about

just ran out in

After being used like that by a rich guy, you’re not going to shy away

away and muttered, “Don’t

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

How could they

alone, but he walked away without looking back.

from me!” I pushed the waiter, tears streaming down

sooner had I left the club than I was cornered in an alley.

the moment of rescue and that’s when I

didn’t love him anymore.

to survive.

had to escape as far away as