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.

was reborn, my focus had been 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 for

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

I get it,” I whispered soothingly. “Sleep

me, shaking his head. “You

almost laughed. “I really

curiosity getting the

out Foebe was gone and I had taken her place, would he lose his mind? Would he want me dead?

I was eight.” Colin

Eight?

was certainly unique.

He laid on top of me, his voice

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a warm, obedient dog nuzzling into

My emotions were tangled.

sleep: just kept nuzzling against me.

signaling him not to

with those big, innocent eyes reminiscent

personality, switching at will? Those eyes tugged at my

like a bloodthirsty wolf

happening. I’m in the early stages of pregnancy,” I pointed at him firmly. demanding he

reddened with a look of hurt, unwilling to move

I knew

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