Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 81

“Colin, have you ever killed someone?” In the dim light of the room, I whispered the question.

He paused for a moment, looking up at me with piercing eyes, neither confirming nor denying.

“Let’s sleep,” he said, pulling back the duvet and gesturing for me to get in.

I hesitated but eventually crawled under the covers.

The rain had started outside, and the room was chilly. I’ve always hated the cold. It makes every muscle in my body tense up, like I’m about to shake apart.

I know I’m someone who’s desperate for a sense of security and affection. Because I was starved for love, that’s why I spent years hung up on Dexter. I loved Dexter, maybe just to fill the void in my soul.

When it comes down to it, everyone’s selfish. There’s no one who lives solely for another, with a heart and eyes for that person alone.

Just like Dexter, he seemed so smitten with Melody, but that didn’t stop him from doing all those vile things to me.

Thinking back on it all just makes my skin crawl.

Colin went to take a shower, and through the frosted glass door of the bathroom, I could see the yellowish light.

During our time together, I noticed Colin had this thing about soaking in the tub.

I often worried he might end up drowning himself.

I grew

I worried he might have

and he was still in

bed and tapped on the door, but there was no response. I was genuinely scared.

dead? But how could a killer die so

open with force, holding my

he was, curled up in

never planned on sharing the bed with me. Back when we were holed up in that attic room, he had the same habit

said, approaching him and giving him a

didn’t move, just curled up

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felt off, so I

I suspected, he was burning

went to turn on the lights, heat some water, and search

He seemed delirious, calling out for me. “Liar…”

I sighed.

Why did he keep calling Foebe a liar?

had Foebe lied to him about?

Foebe lie to you?” I asked

and Foebe. Even

said. “Wait for me at the orphanage… such a big fire. Phoebe… I have to wait for Phoebe. can’t leave. I have to wait

furrowed my brow, straining to understand, and leaned in