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…”

long he

wear off, he finally let go of me and straightened his clothes with a look of disgust. He was always impeccably dressed, regardless of whether my clothes had

he’d lost control

don’t leave me behind. Please.”

the door behind him, not caring about the mess he’d left me in.

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

what was left of my shirt, hugging the tattered fabric

the club, the rain poured down, and Dexter was nowhere in

wringer,” the waiter asked about my price per night with a sneer as he bumped into me.

ran

used like that by a rich guy, you’re not going to shy away from me,

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

be back home in one piece if you go out like that? You might as well let me have

everywhere outside. How could they possibly let me

leave me alone, but he

tears streaming down

I left the club than I was cornered in an alley.

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

love

to

had to escape as far