Chapter 163 The Morning After

Last night, I, a man who had experienced both life and death, felt unusually calm. Lying in bed, I silently swore that the moment I opened my eyes, I'd make her pay and tear her apart for everything she'd done to me. I tried to reason with her, to put an end to this tangled mess of fate between us. But it was like she was possessed, determined to drag me into the fire with her. It was as if she wouldn't rest until she had taken her pound of flesh from me. But after that harrowing nightmare, I found myself letting go again. Could it really get any worse than my last life? The haunting image of Lila's tragic death was still fresh in my mind—how Zachary had driven her off the bridge, leaving nothing behind, not even a trace of her body. What I owed Lila, I'd never be able to repay, not in this life or the next. In order to save Lila, I'd gritted my teeth and agreed to Yvette's ridiculous terms—to get back together. Her demand was to sleep with me, and since I had given my word, I could