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.

a fearful step back. This sensation was identical to

“Snap.”

sound echoed from the alley, where a tall figure in a raincoat held a stick

in horror, turning to run.

fear or something else, my legs felt

I suddenly crashed into a solid embrace. His chest heaved

pleasing scent about him,

me tight, draping his jacket over me. “I’m here…

looking up to see

got out

deserted,

have been my imagination? Stress playing tricks

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he just held me close, his gaze fixed on the alley,

you get out?”

tighter around me and taking my

actions felt so natural as if we had

at Colin’s back, why did he seem so familiar?

my temples, guiding Colin towards a taxi. “Why aren’t your wearing shoes?”

reopened and leaving a trail

in such a hurry just to