Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 268

I’m not eating that,” I said with disgust, glaring at him.

I remember waking up on my eighteenth birthday, having forgotten all about Colin. Since then, I’ve been force–fed these pills that dulled my senses, caged my spirit, and ripped out my fangs one by one.

“Phoebe, you’ll take it. I won’t let you remember him. You’ll be just an ordinary girl, staying by my side. I’ll protect you. We’ll get married and have kids. We’ll have a beautiful future,” he pleaded softly, squatting beside the bed. “Phoebe, you’re hurting too, aren’t you?”

He pressed the pill to my lips. “Be a good girl, Phoebe.”

“You’re disgusting,” I spat out.

“Phoebe, Caleb’s not dead, but he’s badly injured. My men found him before the Langley family could…” Dexter’s gaze darkened, his voice turning icy cold.

The same old threats.

My voice quivered. “You think I’d believe you?”

“Look.” He flaunted his smartphone, showing me Colin, bloodied and barely hanging on to life. “He’s got a strong will to survive.”

Dexter kept up his threats.

“I’ll take it.” I snatched the pill from his hand and swallowed it down.

Dexter didn’t trust me. He pinched my cheeks, checking to make sure I really did swallow before letting go.

believed wholeheartedly that once I took those pills and slept, I’d wake up with

screaming about taking her

ran in,

just stared at Dexter,

me, troubled as always, but then chose

his love for me, then turned back to his

throw up the pills. But it

out.

the pills, hiding them under my tongue. This time,

10:23

sedatives because I felt

I’d forget upon waking, nor did I know if I’d still

tomorrow.

was in Dexter’s clutches; he was

I mustn’t forget.

Stella

*Phoebe?”

a hoarse voice calling my

must’ve been open, a chilly breeze

my forehead. “Phoebe, I’m taking

we

forget me again…