Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 93

“Phoebe…” Colin’s voice was strained, a hint of restraint as he kissed along the nape of my

neck.

I wanted to slip away, but there was nowhere to hide.

“We’re husband and wife…”

It was as if he was reminding me of our union or perhaps convincing himself.

I sensed a touch of madness in him. The kind of madness you can’t just flip like a switch; it seeps in gradually.

“Go to sleep, you’re out of it.” I tried to coax him to bed, but he was unresponsive.

His hands held mine captive as his gaze locked with my eyes.

“Phoebe…”

…” He called out my name again. “I like you.”

He confessed his feelings for me.

A declaration.

solely on tracking down the murderer. All I wanted was to find the murderer, to get revenge on Dexter and Melody. As for Colin, my feelings were a mix of pity, wariness, and suspicion. I couldn’t fall

was confessing to Foebe, not me, Phoebe. Actually, I was a bit envious of Foebe

I whispered soothingly. “Sleep now, you’re

at me, shaking his head. “You don’t understand…”

almost laughed. “I

start liking me?” I blurted out, my curiosity getting the better of me.

and I had taken her place, would he lose his

eight.” Colin answered earnestly.

Eight?

crush was certainly unique.

on top of me, his voice muffled against my neck, shy as

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difference between that and a warm, obedient dog nuzzling into

let’s sleep.” My emotions were

just kept nuzzling

I warned him, signaling him

looking at me with those big, innocent eyes

personality, switching at will? Those eyes tugged at my

though he was like a bloodthirsty wolf in

better not; it’s not happening. I’m in the early stages of pregnancy,” I pointed at him firmly.

eyes reddened with a look of hurt, unwilling to move

had a sinking feeling. I knew what