Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 56

Colin clambered into bed immediately, settling himself right on the edge. He seemed almost too alert, his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine.

“Aren’t you tired?” I asked, his stare making me uneasy. The shadows of my past life, the ones that culminated in death, seemed to hover around me.

Though I had mostly come to terms with the fact that I had been given a second chance at life, the idea of sharing a room with a murderer was anything but soothing.

“Phoebe.” he said, his voice deadly serious. “They won’t let you go until you’re pregnant. They check on us every twenty–four hours. The food they give us… It’s laced with aphrodisiacs.”

I shot up in bed, gagging at the thought of the dinner I had just eaten. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“It’s no use,” he said, a cynical laugh escaping him. “Even the air fresheners are designed to stir up the passions to make animals of us.”

For a moment, I thought I saw a chilling depth in his eyes that hadn’t been there before.

“Have you ever… thought about fighting back? Against how they’re treating you?” I asked tentatively.

Was it the abuse and inhuman torture by the Langley family that twisted his mind and led him to kill?

“At first, no. I had lost everything worth protecting. But now I’m thinking about it,” he murmured, looking away into the distance, his voice deep and resonant.

I couldn’t quite grasp his meaning, yet I felt memories pressing at the edges of my mind, eager to break through.

he asked, turning back to me with earnest

I want…” to find the real killer, to see Melody get her comeuppance, to watch Dexter regret ever crossing

make it happen,” Colin assured me, his gaze fixed on me with intense sincerity.

a twinge of

pure,

about your throat… and the scars on your body? How did you get those?” I attempted to lighten the mood with my question, aiming to understand him better.

orphanage…” He suddenly turned his

in

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tales of sorrow.

reached out instinctively to offer some comfort but recoiled at

I losing my mind? Or had I been bewitched by this

in a daze, and eventually, I succumbed to

mentioned, the room’s fragrance was thick with seduction, stirring an uncomfortable heat within

sweat, kicking off the blankets in irritation, forgetting that I was sharing a space with someone dangerous.

times, but I kicked the blankets away each time.

I murmured, delirious, grabbing at

cold water

snapped awake, sitting up and glaring