Rising From Ashes: My Reincarnated Love

open. Cora Foster stepped into the brightly lit vest

lickered. They instantly illuminated the pu

back her soaked hood just enough to see the aisles

from her jawline to her temple. It was

exit stopped dead in his tracks. He sucked in a sha

his tires squeaking against the linoleum. He avoided her gaze co

, painful knot. She forced herself to ignore the reaction. She walked

gripped the handle. She walked down aisle four and picked up a discoun

et employee named Trish Kowalski turned her

's hand slipped. It hit th

, her upper lip curling in disgust. She took a physica

ck a row of canned tomatoes. "Don't stare," Sharon murmured under her breath, her eyes fixed on the shelf but her voice tight wit

rip on the basket handle, the cheap plastic digging into her palm. She pretended th

y toward the checkout lanes. She stopped

eked over her mother's shoulder. He

mouth fell open. Then, she let ou

tany and yanked the child into her chest. Karen's eyes found Cora

iet store. "Coming out looking like that in the middle of the night? Yo

s turned to look. Their eyes were f

hard it physically hurt. Her throat closed

at the scuffed toes of her canvas sneakers

ed her bags and dragged her crying daughter toward the exi

She placed her single box of ma

used to look up. Tammy kept h

peed. Her fingers visibly trembled as

Tammy muttered

lammed the change onto the counter, and tossed the receipt next t

d up and pulled her hood far forward, completely hi

glass doors and stepped back

d skin of her scar. It stun

She lowered her head against the wind and started