Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 11

“I didn’t do it, how many times do I have to say it before you’ll believe me? I didn’t push her…” Without any evidence, Dexter always took Melody’s word as gospel. He trusted her unconditionally.

As for me? I might as well have been trash.

“Phoebe, you really deserve to die.”

The phrase he loved to throw at me was, “Phoebe, you deserve to die.”

That day, he didn’t let me off the hook. He slept with me in the club’s VIP room just to humiliate

1. me.

“Phoebe, do you have any idea how much those barflies charge for a night? Eight hundred…”

“Phoebe, you’re not even worth that much.”

“Phoebe, maybe I should’ve just let them have their way with you, huh?”

I lay on the couch numbly, feeling like my soul had been shredded to pieces.

“Dexter, please, just leave me alone…”

recall how long

go of me and straightened his clothes with a look of disgust. He was always impeccably dressed,

me another glance as if disgusted that he’d lost control and

me behind. Please.”

turned and slammed the door behind him, not caring about the mess

and slowly getting up. Stepping on broken glass, the pain and the sight

left of my shirt, hugging the tattered fabric to my body as

down, and Dexter

for the night? You look like you’ve been through the wringer,” the waiter asked about

just ran out in

Playing the innocent? After being used like that by a rich guy, you’re not

I backed away and muttered, “Don’t touch me. I’ll call the cops…”

are full of drunks. You think you’ll still be back home in one piece if you go out like that? You might

outside. How could they

to leave me alone, but

the waiter, tears streaming down

left the club than I was cornered

the police, crying as I waited for the moment of rescue and that’s

didn’t love him

to

escape as far