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.

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

“Snap.”

tall figure in a raincoat held

horror, turning to run.

it was fear or something else, my legs felt incredibly heavy.”

a solid embrace. His chest heaved with rapid breaths as if he had run to me in a

was a faint, pleasing scent about him, calming

jacket over me. “I’m here… don’t be afraid.”

his clothes, looking up to see

had no idea how he got out or where he got

back, the alley was deserted, not a soul

my imagination? Stress playing

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close, his gaze fixed on the alley, icy and intense.

you get

murmured, pulling the jacket tighter around me and taking my hand to lead

natural as if we had known

did

as I rubbed my temples, guiding Colin towards a taxi. “Why aren’t your

bare feet, wounds reopened and leaving a trail

in such