Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 2
Nellie had never realized that Cameron's deep affection wasn't hers to claim. She just loved him too much and leaned on him too
heavily. After all, he was the first guy to ever show her such kindness. Nellie couldn't bear the thought of losing Cameron, so she
made the ultimate sacrifice to protect their fragile marriage-she gave him one of her kidneys. The surgery was a success.
Barely hanging on, Nellie lay on her hospital bed, listening to the sounds of Cameron and her father celebrating in her sister's
room. Misery washed over her, tears silently streaming down her cheeks.
She had just gone through surgery, yet her dad and husband, the two men closest to her, seemed indifferent to her plight. All

they seemed to care about was her sister Greta, who was prettier and smarter than her. Why bother with love if this is what it
leads to?
From that moment on, Nellie felt hollow, her future now a blank canvas drained of color. While Cameron was busy helping Greta
recover, Nellie secretly reached out to a world-renowned hypnotist, diving headfirst into the most successful hypnosis session
ever. When it was over, Almos was amazed. Nellie's once dull eyes now sparkled, her sorrowful expression replaced with a
charming, cute look.
Almos picked up the phone number Nellie had scribbled down earlier and shot Cameron a text: [Your wife's been with me for
three days. Come get her.]
Cameron was at Greta's bedside when he got the message, relieved she had pulled through. His assistant, Matt, walked in with
his phone, saying, "Sir, you've got a message."
Annoyed at the interruption, Cameron glanced at the screen with a cool indifference. His eyes narrowed, and he let out a scoff.
Seriously, are scammers this dumb these days? Nellie was supposed to be knocked out in her hospital room, recovering. How
could she possibly be off and get involved in some scam?
However, Cameron felt a strange restlessness. He abruptly stood up and headed to Nellie's room to check.
When he pushed open the door, his heart dropped. The room was empty. The bed was neatly made. It almost looked like a
farewell scene.
Could the message have been real?

A chill settled in Cameron's gaze, and his fists clenched, anger simmering beneath the surface. "Nel, could you be any more
reckless?"
She was skipping out on recovery to run into a scammer-only Nellie would be that naive.
Cameron had his assistant track down the scammer's phone location. Luckily, the scammer wasn't too bright, and finding the
address was a breeze. Armed with cash, Cameron drove to Bright Avenue in Joyland Park-a chaotic, grimy part of town he never
imagined existed in the Capital.
After a bit of searching, they found Nellie in front of a shop with a skull sign. But Nellie was acting a bit strange.