Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 33

The ambulance arrived, and they took Melody away.

I watched as Dexter cradled Melody in his arms, anxiety etched on his face, while he shot me at vicious glare.

Everyone there backed up Melody’s story, saying it was me who pushed her down the stairs. Even the Fitzgerald family’s housekeeper took their side.

In that moment, I felt lost in a fog, even doubting myself.

Had I actually… pushed her?

I had fallen into a trap of my own making. I didn’t know how to explain. Explaining felt wrong. but so did staying silent.

I curled up at the bottom of the staircase, waiting for what seemed like an eternity.

Finally, in the wee hours of the morning, Dexter returned.

With teary eyes, I stood up and choked out, “Dexter… it wasn’t me.”

“Slap!” His hand struck my face, and my ear rang with the force of it. My nose bled, my hearing muffled–my eardrum must have burst.

He had put all his strength into that slap.

dragged me into the study. “Phoebe, have I spoiled you too much? Now you think you can get away with breaking the law? What’s next? Are

become a

looking at Dexter, wishing he

my tears, shaking my head. “Dexter… it wasn’t

he didn’t believe

was there, and it wasn’t me. I didn’t push her, I swear!” I was desperate.

it wasn’t to be.

you push Melody down the stairs! And you still

words sent a chill

think Hank would stand up for truth and justice on

the start, it was always them spreading rumors, tearing me down.

up, you’re going to jail,” Dexter said, his voice cold as he threatened to lock me

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was scared and indignant.

parents died, I worked hard and studied hard. Everything I had achieved was earned

to jail. I didn’t push her!” I

to push him

thought was

dark alleyway for a long time. I was terrified, feeling utterly

covered me with a tattered but clean blanket, and left a cheap but spotless cup of cocoa and a lollipop

time someone had given me a lollipop in the