Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“To be filled with confusion and terror is like being completely engulfed in darkness. I would force myself to sleep, thinking that once I woke up, we would've returned to the past before anything had ever happened—to the time your brother was still your brother, or maybe to when I still hadn't met him. Do you know what we call that?”

Ian suddenly stopped talking and stared straight at the woman standing before him.

Standing in place, Yasmin now felt as though she had been stripped bare, and all her deepest thoughts had come to light.

It was as if the young man had completely seen through her with just his gaze.

What do we call that?

It's called running away. It's called numbing oneself out.

As a psychology major, Yasmin understood this concept more than anyone else did. Why is he suddenly telling me all this? Could he have found out about something?

The woman was so fearful that she tremored from head to toe.

But to her surprise, Ian then packed his books and got up to leave without another word.

Yasmin quietly watched him exit the hall.

The moment he disappeared, she felt as though she had lost every ounce of her strength.

Thud!

The young woman slumped to the floor, leaning against the door behind her after suddenly recalling how Ian and Susan had handed things over to the police right after discovering a lead.

meant Ian was still

move at the

Night fell.

Zaylynn had magnanimously invited every student from the Faculty of Finance to

the while, worried he would feel

ended up doing better than she had expected. While he did furrow his brows upon arriving at the Neal residence, many of

Susan eventually left him

Yasmin

right. I haven't seen

of chattering, one of the

arrived just in time to hear that, and

“Is she not here?”

not, Susan. Did Zaylynn not invite her?” someone

no matter how spoiled and willful Zaylynn was, she still had her manners and would surely not leave anyone

walked over

invite her. I even sent her a personal text, but

okay,” Susan assured with a smile. “It's her loss for not coming. Look

she doesn't come,” the other girls

the

Yasmin did

dress, her silky black hair cascading down her shoulders, and a flawless face, she captured everyone's

She was absolutely gorgeous.

her to a