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.

back. This sensation was identical to when I encountered the murderer on Tangle

“Snap.”

sound echoed from the alley, where a tall figure in a

retreated in horror, turning to

it was fear or something else, my legs felt incredibly

into a solid embrace. His chest heaved with rapid

a faint, pleasing scent about

his jacket over me.

his clothes, looking up to see

got out or where he got these

back, the alley was deserted,

have been my imagination? Stress

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didn’t speak; he just held me close, his

did you get out?” I

the jacket tighter around me and taking my hand to lead

as if we had known each other

why did he

guiding Colin towards a

Colin’s bare feet, wounds reopened and

gripping Colin’s arm. “You ran out in such a hurry just to