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

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

if disgusted that he’d lost control and touched something as filthy as

me behind.

and slammed the door behind him, not caring about the mess he’d left me in.

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

shirt, hugging the tattered fabric

poured down, and

been through the wringer,” the waiter asked about

ran

his words laced with mockery. “Why run? Playing the innocent? After being used like that by a rich guy,

and muttered, “Don’t

derisively. “The streets are full of drunks. You think you’ll still be back home in one piece if you go out like that? You might as well let me have a turn.”

everywhere outside. How could

me alone, but he walked away

away from me!” I pushed the waiter, tears streaming down my face as I ran

right. No sooner had I left the club than I was cornered

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

didn’t love him

had to

as