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The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn) novel Chapter 2

In the middle of the night, Madelyn jolted awake from a terrifying nightmare. She sat up abruptly, her forehead drenched in sweat. In an instant, a familiar scent of disinfectant invaded her nostrils, the one she detested above all. 

Madelyn paused for a brief moment, questioning herself, ‘Am I not dead? Why am I still alive?’ 

Just then, a click echoed through the once-dark hospital room, illuminating it with harsh, blinding lights that made it hard for her to open her eyes. 

Breaking the silence, a man’s icy voice pierced the air. “Did you have a nightmare?” He strode forward with long steps, approaching her bedside. His tall figure blocked the light, engulfing Madelyn’s petite body completely. 

“Z-Zach?” Madelyn looked up. As she caught a glimpse of the man’s face, filled with a profound disgust that seemed to penetrate her very being, her eyes widened, and a look of terror washed over her features. “Stay away!” she thought, ‘Why am I back in the clutches of this devil?’ Instinctively, she recoiled, resisting his presence. 

Madelyn’s mind was in chaos. The sight of Zach filled her with overwhelming fear and despair, suffocating her. 

Zach’s movement froze. His narrow eyes instantly glazed over with a chilling frost, glaring at her unpleasantly. His handsome face darkened. 

“I’ll go get the doctor,” the man’s voice, cold and hoarse, devoid of emotion, carried an intimidating aura. 

With the sound of the door slamming shut, Madelyn’s nerves finally relaxed. The man’s departure lifted the oppressive weight in the room. Anxious, Madelyn threw off the covers. Suddenly, a sharp, piercing pain emanated from her wrist. She lowered her head and noticed her wrist wrapped in gauze. She wondered, ‘Did I cut my wrists?’ 

Enduring the pain, Madelyn switched hands and reached for the cellphone on the bedside table. Pressing the buttons, she glanced at the calendar. The moment she saw the date, a wave of numbness washed over her, rendering her unable to process anything. 

It was now the year 2000, the year she turned eighteen. 

Struggling to piece together her fragmented memories, Madelyn realized that she was currently hospitalized, seemingly because she had resorted to cutting her wrists in an attempt to force Zach to be her boyfriend. 

Zach had become Hayson Jent’s godson when Madelyn was ten years old. 

Her true feelings for him had blossomed when she was fifteen. It was during that time when their family’s mastiff suddenly went into a frenzy and attacked her. In that moment of danger, it was Zach who came to her rescue. He shielded her with his own body, his arm firmly clamped in the jaws of the frenzied mastiff, blood flowing relentlessly. 

His voice echoed in Madelyn’s ears, “Don’t be afraid! Close your eyes.” 

Trembling, she felt the warmth of his gaze upon her… 

To this day, Madelyn couldn’t forget the sense of security that Zach provided, creating a deep attachment within her. 

In his twenties at the time, Zach exuded a mature aura beyond his years. His features were strikingly handsome, with well-defined eyebrows, sparkling eyes, broad shoulders, a slender waist, and a lean hip. However, he always maintained a cold demeanor, keeping his distance from others, rarely displaying a smile or engaging in extensive conversation. 

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