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

screaming about taking her

ran

just stared at Dexter, silent.

glanced at me, troubled as always, but then chose

its vomit, he professed his love

to throw up the pills. But it was too late; nothing came

out.

wasn’t as cautious, and I’d pretend to swallow the pills, hiding them under my tongue. This time, I had no choice but to swallow them in

10:23

have contained sedatives because I felt drowsy and collapsed onto the bed, falling asleep.

nor did I know if I’d still

tomorrow.

was in Dexter’s clutches; he was badly injured.

I mustn’t forget.

to find a way to tell Stella and Robin

*Phoebe?”

a daze, I heard a hoarse voice calling

been open, a chilly breeze

forehead. “Phoebe, I’m taking you

shall we go home?*

me again… it hurts.”