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.

want to eat! I’m not hungry!” Isnapped, pushing away his hand, and the

silently, not saying a word.

up and walked back to my

that moment, I felt like a ‘doll‘ kept by

exhausted that I collapsed onto the bed and fell

more apparent the

slipped back

look just the way he loves, and give you back to

his favorite doll; I’ll

much; why did you deceive him? Why did you lie to him? You deserve to die.”

your

filthy. Your heart is filthy, and so is your body.”

blurred scenes in my dream slowly became clearer, and the moments before my death began

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

manically, his laughter twisted. “This way you’re prettier, this way you’ll be

cabinet, his voice

his favorite too. I’ve made you just the way he likes;

My breathing quickened, my heart raced, and I struggled.

I were trapped

me. Colin,

I was calling

“Phoebe?”

Colin’s voice was calling my

I was