After Rebirth She Strikes Back (Simone) novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72

Cyrus hadn’t been to George’s office since that awful nightmare during his last hypnosis

That dream kept buzzing him, making him restless and uneasy. He needed to know if

As he sat in the hypnosis chair, his thoughts started to fade, and little by line, he slipped away When he r apartment building.

The stair railing was covered in dust, like no one had touched it for year. The w

new–there were old cardboard bones, empry bonites, and junk piled everywhere

dways lived in luxury. This place was nothing like

— lupen, banging against the wall

The decided to go back and check

ve to be fou

His face showed dist Suddenly, the beny

Leatt if you don’t bring back money today, don’t even come home–juit die out there!” A mai btle yelled at a little girl who looked only two years old.

s jacket and clenchi

I felt like winter. The girl wore a faded down jacket that was barely stuffed anymore. She faced away from Cyrus, so he couldn’t see her

She was so linfe, she had to bend her neck just to look at the man. I’m hungry,” she whispered, her voice soft and fragile

The man suddenly crouched down and jabbed his finger at her forehead. Then survet

He showed the girl to the ground,

The man glared with wide eyes. “If you don’t bring back money today to feed me and my son. I’ll beat you to death

The girl pushed herself up slowly, shaking but strong. She clutched her stomach, defiance in her wide eyes. “Tm hungry,” she said again.

“Oh, you little wretch: I’ll beat you to death!”

Seeing his anger, the girl ran away. Barely taller than a table, she hadn’t gone far before a liquor bottle flew at her, smashing right in front of her The bottle shattered, sending glass and liquor everywhere.

Barefoot, the girl’s feer were cut, but she kept running. The man chased after her.

Trembling all over, it was like she didn’t feel a thing. She kept running down the stairs but stumbled and fell down.

She landed at the bottom, bating her lip as she lay still.

Fully, Cyrus saw her face clearly_____

“Simone” he called softly, his voice shaking as he looked into her eyes.

Those eyes–alm yet f

yet full of despair–were cerily similar to the Simone he knew now.

“Simone, it’s Dud,” he whispered, feeling a heaviness in his chest. He stepped forward to help her, but his hand went right through her like she wasn’t even there.

“Simone,” he whispered again, desperate. His heart hurt as he looked at that fragile little girl

beaded hair framed a pale face, and her raw, cracked hands were covered in angry red sores from the cold. She didn’t respond–the couldn’t

nor did she seem to know he was there

hurt, his eyes stinging with tears.

in appeared at the top of the stairs. Cyrus nouced Simone flinch slightly. Without thinking, he stepped in front of her, wanting to but it was pointless–they couldn’t see him, and he couldn’t touch them

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The man glanced at Simone, a smirk on his face. “I thought you were dead, Sull alive, huh? Then go make some cash,” he said with a casual tone before walking away.

The door slammed slut. Simone tried to get up immediately, but fell heavily back to the ground Cyrus felt his heart sink as he reached out, but his hand passed right through her

All he could do was watch as her socks were soaked in blood. Sitting on the stairs, Simone scrunched her face, biting her lip as she pulled out the glass shards stuck in her foot.

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Chapter 72

Once she got them out, she limped upstairs, dragging a bag of plastic bottles and cardboard down to the ground. The ground was a mess of snow and trash. Cyrus frowned, seeing no clean spot to step on.

Simone shivered as she step

stepped outside, pulling her coat tighter.

The icy wind stung her cheeks, making them bright red. But Simone kept going, trudging through the snow all the way to the recycling station

“Damn it! That heartless bastard sent you out in this freezing weather?” The recycling station owner cursed as he took her items.

“Can you weigh these for me!” Simone asked softly, her smile as sweet as an angel’s.