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.

step back. This sensation was identical

“Snap.”

where a tall figure in a raincoat held a

horror, turning to

something else, my legs felt incredibly

heaved with rapid breaths as if he

faint, pleasing scent about him, calming my racing

over me. “I’m here… don’t be

up to

had no idea how he got out

was deserted, not

have been my imagination? Stress

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close, his gaze fixed on the alley,

you get out?” I

tighter around

felt so natural as if we had known each other for ages.

why did he seem

head began to ache as I rubbed my temples, guiding Colin towards a taxi. “Why aren’t your wearing shoes?”

I noticed Colin’s bare feet, wounds reopened and

ran out in such a hurry