Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 30

“You’re nothing but a ball and chain, so stop hanging around my cousin.”

It was my freshman year at college, and Hank and I were classmates. We weren’t in the same faculty, but we shared the newbie status. I’ve always been a softie, so I let his comment–slide without a fuss.

But Hank was relentless. “Phoebe, why so high and mighty every single day? You’re just a nobody but a little tramp kept by the Fitzgerald family. My cousin’s just keeping you warm at night, and do why you think you’re some kind of lady?”

The people around Hank snickered, “Sure, she’s a lady. But she’s ‘Lady Escort“.”

I felt my face flush with humiliation, the sting of tears threatening to show.

Hank, with his entourage, circled me and spewed insults.

Desperate to escape, I turned and saw Dexter standing nearby, his face stormy.

I looked at him and pleaded for help.

But it was the first time he looked at me with such cold indifference; his gaze was filled with disgust before he turned and walked away.

Because he did nothing, Hank grew bolder in his harassment.

Then, on a crisp autumn day during my twentieth year, at the birthday gala for Dexter’s mother, Hank found his moment and pinned me down in the shrubbery of the back garden.

his voice was sickening and menacing, “Phoebe, so many men have had a

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all the fun. Let

him off,

his

kill

to die, but he was overpoweringly

bite the hand that feeds you, thinking you can trap him with some marriage contract.” Hank sneered.

slowly stopped fighting. My eyes were

on my wrists and started eagerly tearing

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grabbed a rock from the

me, pain flashing in his

the garden for a long time. Until the

I had to escape the Fitzgerald

I had to

I would end up dying at the hands of the Fitzgeralds. I would

honors and scholarships, but no matter how hard

was with the campus belle,

the vile woman who plotted against her,

he was labeling me promiscuous, claiming I threw myself at