Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 102

“Stay put at home, Colin, don’t go wandering off, you hear? I whispered to him cautiously.

Henry and his company would stop at nothing to get what they wanted; the Langley family had been turned upside down. With Caleb out of the picture and me and the baby gone too, Henry would easily seize control of everything the Langley name held dear.

We were walking down the sidewalk, a never–ending stream of cars passing us by on the road.

His back was to me as he trudged forward.

I was getting tired and eventually, I dozed off against his back.

In my dream, a flurry of images flashed through my mind.

A little boy with mixed heritage, looking like a

a little girl in a red frock, running for dear life ince straight out of a fairy tale. He was carrying

“Phoebe, it’s gonna be alright; we’re almost home,” he reassured me as he ran. “Phoebe, wake up, don’t fall asleep. Phoebe, wake up, have a bit to eat…”

I jolted awake, my breaths short and rapid as I took in my surroundings, not sure when I had gotten home..

Colin was trying to rouse me, coaxing me to eat something.

I rubbed my temples, looking at Colin. “I don’t want to eat.”

“Just have a little,” he insisted, holding out a plate to me.

eat! I’m not hungry!” Isnapped, pushing away his hand, and the plate spilled all over the

silently, not

up and walked back to my room, my head throbbing.

kept by a madman, and

was so exhausted that I collapsed onto the bed

becoming more apparent the drowsiness, the

I slipped back into

loves you, right? I’ll make you look just the way he loves, and give

his favorite doll; I’ll make

Why did you lie to him? You deserve to

you almost killed him with your lies? You forgot about him and

heart is filthy, and so is your body.”

and the moments

stood by the bed, surgical knife in hand, slowly slicing my skin, pulling off my nails,

manically, his laughter twisted. “This way

glass cabinet, his voice like

favorite too. I’ve made you just the

My breathing quickened,

I were trapped in

Colin, save

I was calling for Colin to save me.

“Phoebe?”

was calling my

wake up; I was trapped in a nightmare.