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Poisoned, Shot, Reborn: Now Watch Me

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1139    |    Released on: 07/11/2025

Thom

the room tu

rtist shattering into a million pieces. Her face went bone-white, and she scramble

something!" she shrieked,

by a chilling stillness. I saw something flicker in his eyes-not fear, but a flicker

aised in a placating gesture. "Elena, darli

e low and steady, though my heart was hamm

his tone deceptively calm.

ut from a surge of pure, unadulterated rage. Even now. Even

lips. "Between you and me? El

decade, I didn't look away. I let him see all the yea

? Taking the last piece of my father, the one thing in this world that meant

rtstrings. "I don't know what she's talking about, Elliott! That marble... you

h his composure. His face hardened, the

th venom. "This has gone too far. It's just a p

piece o

everything, he always said. A beautiful home, unlimited credit, a life of luxury. E

He'd run his hands over the cool, smooth surface, his eyes bright with vision.

own. He'd been the

remember, aren't you?" I as

all the confirmation I needed. He saw the resolve in my ey

eptible nod to the security gua

o

aring, white-hot pain exploded in my shoulder. My arm

buckling, a gasp of agon

nding me sprawling onto the floor, and scrambled into Elliott's arms, bury

elf up, my vision swimming. Fueled by a primal rage, I launched myself forward

of pain this time, and I fel

e saw a scratch on Isla's perfect cheek. He shoved me away

eyes blazing with a hatred so profo

r him. His face, once the source of all my joy, was now twisted into a grotesque mask of rage.

ting of blood and ash. "I swear on my father's grave, I w

orders. "Get the medical team here now! For Isla! And you," he spat

er gu

excruciating, a blinding, all-consuming ag

devoid of all emotion. "Lock her in. And do not, under

d from my shoulder and leg, a symphony of torment. They dragged me ac

last time. Elliott was kneeling beside Isla, gently stroking her hai

o absolute darkness. The smell of damp earth and decay filled

torment through me. In the blackness, I remembered my father's dying words. "Take care of

extinguisher. I had waited for th

l of my own blood,

ting wa

nothin

hing left to lose is

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