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.

and dragged me into

a

Dexter, wishing he would believe

through my tears, shaking my head. “Dexter… it wasn’t me, it really wasn’t.”

he didn’t believe

it wasn’t me. I didn’t push her, I

wasn’t

said he saw you push Melody down the stairs! And you still

words sent a chill through me.

think Hank would stand up for truth

was always them spreading rumors, tearing me down.

doesn’t forgive you when she wakes up, you’re going to jail,” Dexter said, his voice cold as

15.02

was scared and indignant.

and studied hard. Everything I had achieved was earned bit by bit. I refused to let it all be destroyed.

won’t go to jail. I didn’t push her!” I

I stood up, finding some unknown courage to push him away and frantically flee the Fitzgerald mansion.

was heaven, only

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

a tattered but clean blanket, and left a cheap but spotless cup of cocoa and a lollipop beside me.

given