Second Chance-In the mist Book 1 novel Chapter 47

"You mean he lied to you about something? Love, but that's so common in romantic relationships." 

"It wasn't really a relationship, just some getting close and kissing but nothing more" And I said it with so much disappointment that it was almost impossible for Sam not to notice.

"And you're so heartbroken, Becca. Look, maybe things haven't turned out the way you wanted, but if you ask me, there has to be an explanation and maybe Dominic has it. And the way I know you, you didn't even let him tell his side of the story." 

"His side? Sam, from the second I confronted him with the lie, he went silent. He never said another word. He had opportunities to speak, and he remained speechless. No words. So, what are we talking about?"

Sam caught her breath and got up from the couch. She walked towards the wide-open window.

"It's nice outside. And inside your soul, you're having a storm. What is your heart telling you?" 

I was afraid of that question. So afraid that I didn't ask it because I knew its choice.

"Sam, you know if you lie to me, I'm not the same. Dominic did it and he didn't even have the common sense to explain." 

"What exactly did he lie to you about? If it's okay to ask..." 

"It's okay. It doesn't matter much, anyway. I met one of my agents at the Treasure Awards Gala, where Dominic had invited me. At the time, I thought I was going to be discovered, but Logan did his job well. He was the one who told me that there was a connection between Dominic and Tom, my fiancé, that goes way in the past. He has some connection with his father. Tom, I had been investigating for some time because his business wasn't exactly clean and that night, I was going to confront him somehow. But the wild beasts got him first." 

"Oh wow, that sounded just like a movie subject. What are you telling me here? And is it known what exactly the connection is between Dominic, his father, and Tom?"  

Rebecca's story

Today I decided it was time to resume one of my old habits. Especially since I hadn't done it in a long time and my muscles were fading, not to mention my physical condition. Around my house was a small, dense forest where I used to run in the early hours of the morning before the attack. That's exactly what I was preparing to do now. 

I suited up, put my headphones in my ears and confidently set off slowly into the woods. From the very first running steps, my legs felt it. It was to be expected. Don't despair, Rebecca, things will get better, I kept telling myself with each step. But as I went further into the woods, my body, which was no longer in shape, failed me. I found a bench and rested for a few minutes. I struggled to believe that I couldn't run at least one mile. 

No, I couldn't give up that easily. I gathered all my remaining strength and set off again. Only this time, everything around me went dark. I was struggling to stay on my feet, but it was no use. The dizziness was stronger. Then it was all over. I felt a powerful blow. 

A few hours passed, and when I finally opened my eyes, a familiar place, Dominic's house, was emerging. His smell, his presence, it all lingered around every corner. I tried to get up with the last of my energy, but I fell. Dominic's king-size bed was so welcoming. I wondered how I got here. I remembered I went out for a run and the fatigue I was feeling, but after that, everything went black in my mind. A soft knock on the door made me flinch. Dominic framed the entrance, leaving no room for escape.