Revenge After Death

I glanced up, realizing it was already raining.

"Everything's fine now," Steven reassured me gently.

"You knew I would be okay, didn't you?" I looked at him.

Steven's gaze flickered, then he shook his head. "I believed you'd be fine."

His words were ambiguous, and I could tell he was changing the subject.

"Let's go home." Steven led me to the car.

On the way home, he told me that Michael had regained consciousness. I nodded indifferently; it didn't really concern me whether he was conscious or not.

"Yasmin has been by his side all the while. It's highly likely that he'll think Yasmin is you," Steven said, as if he wanted to prepare me in advance, worried that I might not be able to handle the shock.

"Good for him." I nodded.

blinded to the truth anyway. This

Michale seemed quite certain that Yasmin was "Stephanie Carlson"

had been patiently waiting at home for the news about the

trafficking lead. Rachel had also visited me a few times, mentioning that Zion had left Huma

nothing on Peter. However, I hadn't anticipated that Howard had been diagnosed with cancer long ago and needed medical parole. In other words,

did indeed have

overthink it, just relax at home," Rachel

the feeling that a lot had happened

left the house for

have gone to the usual place

washed over me; I feared Steven might fall into Yasmin's scheme. If she could deceive Michael so many times, perhaps

the bed,

had enough of this life. Was this really what I wanted? I began to

and fear just to survive? Wasn't my initial goal

some faith in Zion; he'll definitely find those missing teenagers, " Rachel reassured me