Reborn To Save My Broken Lover

Chapter 6

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He looked awful. The red mark on his cheek from his uncle's hand had bloo

mped into his seat in the back, and imm

ad. He was here. He hadn't given up complete

r eyes immediately landing on the figure in the

r, and stopped right in front of his desk. She slapped a textbook d

said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Mr. Rile

at her, his face

"You've missed an entire week of school, Riley. Wh

gh the classroom. Everyone knew the Ri

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that everyone could hear. "Some students have family legacies to uphold, Mr. Ril

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t cut through the tense sile

er. Cas looked at her, his

hocked. "Miss Greene, this do

a teacher, I don't believe it's appropriate for you to p

lotchy, angry red. "I am disciplining a problem student!

of something unreadable in his eyes, before he

d without a mom

ed, grabbing her arm. "She

k her head and pu

ck and forth, calling Cas a delinquent, a disgrace to the school, a lost c

ye of a hurricane. He wasn't numb, Genesis realized. He was just... done.

ep breath. It

struction site, or his aunt and uncle, or the man with the b

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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.”