Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 24

At the corner cafe.

Robin probably never expected Stella to comer him into a meeting like this, so when he arrived. his face was a storm cloud

“I get that you want to find your friend, but this is not the way to do it!” Robin frowned, his tone carried reprimand.

“And what way is right, huh? Wait for you cops to crack the case? It’s been ages! If she’s waiting for someone to save her, can you imagine how hopeless she must feel?” Stella’s voice cracked with desperation as she confronted Robin.

Robin’s face darkened, his fingers massaging his temples, “I understand you’re worried…”

“You don’t get it! Stella cut him off sharply.

Robin fell silent. He looked at Stella and said nothing more.

“If I hadn’t called it in to report that Phoebe was missing, no one would have called the police and you wouldn’t have opened a case. She’s got no parents left, nothing! She only has me! If I don’t do something, she’ll just… vanish.” Stella’s eyes were reddened with tears, while her fists. clenched with a fierce resolve.

I knew how much she’s hurting and how broken she must be. Because her body was shaking.

“Stella, please, don’t do anything rash…” All I could do was beg Stella not to be there on a whim. She should just forget me and live her life well.

But Stella seemed determined to find me.

“Don’t agree to this, Robin, please don’t!” I cry out, pleading with Robin not to give in.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know you, and I don’t know Phoebe… but from what I’ve

bastards! What right do they have to speak badly of Phoebe? They’ve been the ones hurting her all along! Dexter is a rapist! Aren’t you a cop? Go arrest him! Do

She pushed and shoved Robin, crying for him to

he was

cried with her. When she frantically pushed Robin, I ached

I couldn’t hold her, and she couldn’t save

that the truth is what the majority says. Phoebe isn’t like

Chapter 24

prove it to you.” Stella suddenly went quiet. Maybe she had

are you planning to do?”

be wearing a red dress and walking past Tangle

out the madman. Stella’s hands were white–knuckled, and even her breath was trembling.

friend makes you risk your life?” Robin, agitated, lighted up a cigarette

smoking area.

to know Phoebe? Come with me… I’ll show you who she really

was.”

Robin

followed too, and I

top of our class.” Stella

knew where my family hid the spare key; it was our sanctuary

a key from inside

a picture at the entrance of the living room of me at

in a white dance costume, like a