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.

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 for anyone again.

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

I whispered soothingly. “Sleep now, you’re

at me, shaking his

almost laughed. “I really

out, my curiosity getting the better of me. When had Colin fallen

was gone and I had taken her

eight.” Colin answered earnestly.

Eight?

crush was

for many years.” He laid on top of me, his voice muffled against my neck, shy as if confessing his

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difference between that and a warm, obedient dog nuzzling into its owner’s embrace?

My emotions were tangled.

wouldn’t sleep: just kept nuzzling

him, signaling him not to go

I’m uncomfortable,” he pleaded, looking at me with those big, innocent eyes reminiscent of a forlorn

split personality, switching at will? Those eyes

though he was like a bloodthirsty wolf in the

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

a look of hurt, unwilling to

a sinking feeling. I knew what he