Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 54

“Whoa, whoa, slow down there, cowboy,” I tried to inject a dose of calm into the situation, my voice soft but firm. “A baby should be the product of love, a love that we haven’t even begun to understand between us.”

Colin’s gaze, which had been intensely fixed on me, softened into a smile. “We know each other well enough!”

I stared back at him, bewildered, seeing the word ‘compelling come to life in his eyes for the first time.

His eyes shone brightly, too clear, like a galaxy of stars converging in the night sky.

“Don’t worry, if I make a run for it, I’ll take you with me,” I assured him, trying to cement his trust in me. There were too many secrets wrapped up in this man, and I needed to keep him on m side. First things first. I had to figure out how to leave this place, then find Stella.

As for Dexter and Melody…

The thought of Dexter sent a chill through my gaze. I had died just as he wished! He must be living happily now, free of any baggage, with Melody by his side.

I wasn’t about to let them get their happy ending–not after what that woman did to me!

Given a second chance at life, I was determined to make Dexter and Melody taste every ounce of suffering I had endured!

Rummaging through the drawers, I found a first aid kit in the second one.

swabs and

couldn’t see through him. He was mysterious and unsettlingly unpredictable. Yet, he seemed

couldn’t fathom.

always felt he was seeing someone

to repeat that name, his

to the wounds on his hand, I

have. Several of his fingers were on the verge

his

down. The man before me now was a far cry from the one who had tried to choke the life out of me when he first awoke. Could he really have a split personality? “Bear

obediently, like a well–behaved pup. “Phoebe will

throb, struggling to maintain my ‘gentleness.” “And why would I do

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that?”

wife.” Colin gestured towards where the

Was this

if Colin was playing the fool, I scrawled a few math problems on a

the problem and chuckled.

my deep–seated fear of him, his laughter seemed to carry an innate magnetism, making