Reborn: A Wife's Vengeful Return
ed demands. He started to cry, real tears stream
't you want someone to save me? You're
ey would have worked. This time, they only sharpened my focus. A nine-year-old boy, even a compassionate one
him. They had poisoned my own son against me, turning him into a
sudden agreement. I knelt down to look him in the eye. "It is wrong to just stand by and watch
th shock. The tears st
're the one who wants to be a hero. Go on. T
no longer a theoretical problem but a very real threat. He was just a child, after all. A chil
a kid," he whimpered.
up. "And the grown-up has
phone, one Mark had given him "for emergencies." His little thumbs moved frantically across the screen. He was making a call. I didn't have t
save her!" He paused, listening. Then the most damning words tumbled
st
tongue. In my past life, I had never known they were related until
his trembling hand. He was too shock
ster'?" Mark' s voice was tight with panic. He was
y voice as cold as the g
eath on the other end of the l
he stammered, his attempt at nonchalance pathetic. "Wha
y. "Ethan just told me he has a sister drowning i
e proof I needed. It wasn't just him and Lisa. They had drawn my son into their
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