Reborn: A Love Rewritten

the soft, familiar weight of her favorite quilt. She was in her bed, in her own apartment. Su

e looked down. The inside of her arm was a canvas of ugly purple and yellow b

his face a thunderous mask of rage. "I found you passed out in that clinic. If Ethan hadn't called me,

ical reminder of Liam' s cruelty, a brand of his betraya

e was no love left, not even a flicker. Just a

n to uphold. They don't take kindly to their heir kidnapping women and forcibly taking their blood. He's been... discip

Her own eyes were clear and steady. "I don't love Li

s of affection had been draine

at her door, unannounced. He looked terrible. His face was pale and drawn, and there was a faint

uards stood behind him, holding a

his voice strained

lk about," she said, m

with me. I'm here to apologize." He took the velvet box from hi

hen Liam was a boy. The implication was clear: he was offering himself up for her judgment, for her to m

he took the box from him. "Tell me something, Liam. When Sophia told

away from hers. "Yes," he admit

trust in Sophia was absolute, his distrust of her, complet

pen, pulled out the cane, and without a word, she swung it. The cane sli

t move. He just stood

oice shaking with fury,

tting his other arm. "And that is for

could strike, his phone buzzed loudly. He pulled it o

s wide with panic. "She's... she's h

loe standing in her doorway, the cane still in her hand. A small,

idn't feel anger anymore. She just felt an overwhelming sense of