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…”

recall how long

alcohol started to wear off, he finally let go of me and straightened his clothes with a look of disgust. He was always impeccably

that he’d lost control and touched something as filthy as me while

don’t leave me behind.

him, not caring about

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

in what was left of my shirt, hugging the tattered fabric to my

poured down, and Dexter

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

ran out in

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

and muttered, “Don’t touch me. I’ll

You think you’ll still be back home in one piece if you go out like that? You might as

everywhere outside. How could

alone, but he walked away without looking back.

pushed the waiter, tears streaming down my face as I

the club than I was cornered in an alley.

police, crying as I waited for the moment of rescue and that’s

didn’t love

had to survive.

as far away as