Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 13

That night. I didn’t go home. I curled up on a hospital bench to sleep through the night.

The next day when I woke up, I was burning up with a fever.

My phone was silent the whole night; Dexter didn’t call even once.

“Ryder…” I called him from the bench. “About that study abroad thing. I’ve made up my mind.”

“Phoebe, do you have a cold?” Ryder’s voice came through, laced with concern.

“Yeah, got caught in the rain yesterday. Feeling a bit under the weather today.”

“Where are you? I’ll drop off some cold medicine,” Ryder was worried.

“If I hand in the application form today, how soon can I leave the country?” I asked with a sense of urgency in my voice.

At that time, I had a premonition that I might not survive if I didn’t leave.

I wanted to live, to get as far away from Dexter as possible.

As long as I left, it would all be over.

“If you apply now, you can get an acceptance letter in two months. I’ll ask the professor to expedite it. Once you get the notice, I’ll buy your plane ticket,” Ryder said, his voice laced with concern. “Is the cold serious? Should I come get you?”

“No need, Ryder… I’m at the hospital. Thank you.”

I would be able to leave Sea

I left

the hospital, I suddenly felt lost, unsure where to go. My parents had died in a car accident, the house was sold, and the death compensation was gone to debts. Apart

where

dizzy, I found a corner to sit down, leaning against the wall and falling back into a groggy

don’t know how long I slept, but when I woke up, I found a jacket covering me. Although worn. it was clearly washed with

looked around; the alley

I noticed two plastic–wrapped

somewhat resigned. A kind soul must have mistaken me for

Homeless?

about

house, eat my food, and use my stuff.

was no difference.

the jacket and placed it with the muffins on a clean spot.

soul returned, they would probably take

around at a rustling noise to

walked straight out of the alley

the Fitzgerald mansion, Dexter was there.

back? She didn’t come home all night,” Hailey asked. worry

adult; she can’t be dead, can she?” Dexter said with irritation.

watching Dexter’s impatient

The man says his name is Ryder, your senior,” the housekeeper informed me as I lingered outside.

moment,