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.

to the truth anyway. This might

that Yasmin was "Stephanie Carlson" and

I had been patiently waiting at home for the news about the

been called back to investigate the human trafficking lead. Rachel had also visited me a few times, mentioning

all the blame, so the police had nothing on Peter. However, I hadn't anticipated that Howard had been diagnosed with cancer long ago and needed medical parole. In other words, he could be released on

have

just relax at home," Rachel said during her

lot had happened while I stayed home these past few

left the house for

gone to the

feared Steven might fall into Yasmin's scheme.

on the bed, arms wrapped around

Was this really what I wanted? I began to question the meaning of my reincarnation,

living in ignorance and fear just to survive? Wasn't my

missing teenagers, " Rachel