Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 72

“I don’t care what you’re after but cut the act. There’s no replacing Phoebe for me; nobody can just step into her shoes,” Stella said sternly.

I couldn’t help but smile, warmth flooding my heart. “Stella, when will you finally believe I am Phoebe?”

Stella scoffed. “I’m out of here. Make your own way back.”

I nodded and left Nocturne.

Standing at the doorway, I took in the scene before me. This place… it’s where I used to get pushed around by Dexter and his cronies and harassed by the drunkards.

It felt like a lifetime ago, yet everything had changed.

“Snap.”

Just as I stepped out of Nocturne, I heard something behind me. On alert, I turned to see a figure darting out of sight.

Furrowing my brows, I took a cautious step back, feeling an inexplicable panic.

Ever since I entered Nocturne today, I felt like someone was watching me. That feeling hadn’t left me.

Maybe it was because I died once before, but my senses seemed heightened now.

took a fearful step back. This sensation was identical to

“Snap.”

tall figure in a raincoat

retreated in horror, turning to

else,

terror, I suddenly crashed into a solid embrace. His chest heaved with rapid breaths as if he

pleasing scent about him,

his jacket over

looking up to see it

how he got out or where he got these clothes.

deserted, not a soul in

it have been my imagination? Stress playing tricks

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speak; he just held me close, his gaze fixed on the alley, icy and

did you get

couldn’t… leave you,” Colin murmured, pulling the jacket tighter around me and

so natural as if we had

did he

temples, guiding Colin towards a taxi. “Why

reopened and leaving a

ran out in