Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 45

Another victim had surfaced, and the revelation sent me reeling to my feet.

That lunatic, how could he have taken so many lives?

All those girls who were adopted from the orphanage were brutally murdered, one by one…

What was the reason behind this madness?

That maniac had dumped all the bodies from the orphanage, but kept mine. What was he planning to do with my body?

Did he realize he had killed the wrong person? Or was it something else….

“We’ve caught Colin,” the officer reported, his breath shaky and his voice hoarse. “He didn’t run. He just stood there and let us take him.”

“This time, on the body… we found…” He trailed off, struggling to continue.

“What did you find?” Robin demanded, the urgency clear in his voice.

The young officer shot a wary glance at Stella, debating whether to share the gruesome details. Stella was already trembling, her breathing faint. “Just… tell us.”

“The eyes…” the officer took a deep breath. “The forensic expert examined and said the eyes in the victim’s sockets were placed there post–mortem. They don’t belong to the victim. We suspect… they might be Phoebe’s.”

Stella collapsed to the ground, her face ashen.

The eyes…

Had Colin taken my eyes?

I was terrified, my whole body shaking.

was he trying

he

I cried out uncontrollably, sinking to the floor in tears.

Such brutality.

breath. “Take care of Stella. I’ll handle this.”

to the scene. She couldn’t handle

until the tests are done. Don’t worry.” Robin

stayed by Stella’s side, sharing in her blank despair.

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sorry. I’m gone and can’t keep our

pact that if neither of us found someone to marry, we

together in some

Now, that’s impossible.

Robin returned quickly.

was taken to forensics. The medical examiner was still working. These things

time.

arrived looking

believe it… I

refused to accept that those eyes in the corpse could be mine, but

were my eyes.

convinced I had been murdered. Even Stella sat dejected on the floor, no longer resisting the truth. She believed I was dead.

he’d heard some sick

or to slap some sense into him. It was

left for the killer to target is probably Melody,” a female officer

eyes were bloodshot. “Fine, I’ll wait for him.”

bad, it’s too late,” Robin said meaningfully, shaking his head. “People only realize what’s important after it’s gone. It’s tragic.”

his fists tightly, Dexter said nothing.