Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 130

Il what Melody was saying was true, and she had evidence, then I might as well be trying to prove my innocence in a court of Salem witches.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. You’re sounding completely bonkers, and for the record, I don’t even know you.” Of course, there was no way I could fess up to any of this.

With a whole squad of cops around, I wouldn’t put it past them to have Melody’s hospital room

bugged.

“You’re in cahoots with the murderer; you’re his accomplice.” Melody suddenly cracked a smile. “Ah, now it makes sense. You’re his wife.”

I shot Melody a warning look, “Careful with your words or I’ll slap you with a defamation lawsuit.”

“Defamation?” She whipped out her phone and flashed her inbox at me. “These are all messages I forwarded to you. Want to check them? The cops will have a field day figuring out if you’re the recipient, won’t they?”

As I moved to grab Melody’s phone, the door burst open.

Robin and Stella marched in with a few officers, their gazes upon me a tangled web of emotions.

Disappointment, scrutiny, and a chilling detachment.

“She’s lying! I don’t know what she’s talking about. She’s trying to smear my name!” I tried to defend myself.

that once we verify the recipient of those

do this without evidence,” I protested, instinctively stepping back as panic began

set in.

Foebe was indeed behind this, then how on earth

felt the weight of bad luck. Why did I have to end up in Foebe’s life? Couldn’t I have been reborn as someone completely unrelated? Her life was

Dexter had appeared at the doorway, his expression even more complex than

disdain and simmering anger as if he was furious that I’d

I was nearly laughing. “Pretend to be

hell–bent on seeing me as Phoebe and calling me by the

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Disgusting.

You’ll never be her!” Dexter spat out

long look in the mirror

through her eyes, and in that instant, my heart settled

was framing me,

that Foebe had actually done

I have the right to contact my lawyer,” I turned to Robin

need, your husband has been notified,” Robin responded, his tone grave. Clearly,