Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 176

“We need to get home.” I murmured, my thoughts a tangled web as I quickened my pace and took Colin’s hand.

He followed with his head hung low, sobbing softly.

Worry gnawed at me, and I lifted his bangs to examine the bruise on his forehead. “Does it hurt?”

Colin nodded, his eyes rimmed red, tears streaming down as if they were worthless.

Suddenly, my heart clenched painfully.

Those eyes were too innocent. It was impossible to reconcile them with those of a murderer.

“Promise me you won’t hurt yourself again.” I carefully wiped the blood from his face and led him outside.

Waiting for us was Dexter’s bodyguard.

Colin tensed immediately, shielding me behind him, ready to leap like a wild animal at its prey.

“You’d rather trust a lunatic than believe me?” Dexter approached, wincing as he touched a bloody cut on his forehead. “Foebe, you’re becoming more and more like Phoebe.”

“What are you trying

you killed Phoebe because you hated her, didn’t you? You hated

“You’re the one who deceived her. You’re

scoffed. “Seems like you’re not going to give

bodyguard to advance, my heart raced with fear.

to shield Colin, but we were

a skilled fighter, but he

my

or commit suicide–it’s all possible,” Dexter said coldly, looking down at Colin subdued on the floor.

dread mounting as

wanted to throw Colin off the building.

for you to let him be?” My

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about avenging Phoebe; it was about his pitiful, fragile ego. He was running from the truth that he was

“Unless Phoebe comes back from the dead, he

breath and faced Dexter. “You’re

“Police!”