Reborn To Save My Broken Lover

Chapter 5

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y away. Not afte

ed on the chipped concrete steps outside, watching the sky bleed from orange to a bruised

tale beer and sweat. Ray Donahue, a neighbor she'd seen coming and going. His eyes,

he slurred, moving toward her. "Wh

ely, her skin crawling. "

d out and grabbed her wrist, his grip surprisingly stro

d fast. Panic, cold and sharp, seized her. He started t

id, l

heard

et, flat, and col

reet, bathed in the orange glow of a streetlight. The exhaustion wa

dn't posture. He bent down, his hand closing arou

he brick down with desperate force. It wasn't a calculated strike, but a raw ex

k, followed by a scr

mbled away, her heart trying to

nd, clutching his m

his chest heaving. The look in his eyes wa

g forward and grabbing his arm.

dness in his eyes receded, replaced by a dawning horror

to the pavement

e dead, you psycho bastard!"

toward the apartment building. He half-dragged her up the rickety stairs to the secon

unging them into the near-da

was sparse, almost empty. A mattress on the floor, a single wo

he whispered,

back to her, his shoulders rigid. "You see?" he said, his v

oathing. "I'm violent. I'm dangerous. I'm the trash t

You got your little charity project to perform for you. You c

iest parts, hoping it would be enough to make her r

he shook her head, her voice fi

ode to the door and wrenched it open, po

Don't you get it? He's going to call the cops. They're going

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“I was dying in a cold hospital bed, listening to the monitor count down my final seconds. As a ghost, I watched my own funeral. My popular friends and wealthy family soon moved on, but one person stayed. Cas Riley. The invisible outcast from the back of my history class. He brought a white rose to my grave every single day, withering away until he collapsed on the frozen ground, dying of a broken heart for a girl who barely knew his name. Opening my eyes again, the hospital smell was gone. I was reborn back in my high school classroom. I immediately tracked him down, only to witness the brutal hell he was trapped in. He was humiliated by a cruel foreman for pennies, violently slapped by his uncle over his sick mother's medical money, and forced into bloody street fights. He was starving, covered in bruises, and completely alone. When I tried to buy him medicine and step into his life to protect him, he violently pushed me away in the pouring rain. "Stay out of my life! To protect you, I have to fight, and when I fight, I lose everything!" He wasn't rejecting me out of hate. He was terrified that his dark, violent reality would drag me down with him. Standing soaked in the rain, my resolve hardened like steel. Gentle kindness wasn't going to save him from this hell. To protect the boy who died for me, I had to become ruthless enough to tear down his entire rotten world and build him a new one.”