Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 196

I fitted a glass with water and carried it into the bedroom, only to find Colin burning up with

fever.

He was curled up on the bed, the blanket untouched beside him.

A pang of concern hit me. How had he managed all these years with such poor self–care skills?

“Phoebe…”

Freached for the thermometer, but Colin caught my wrist and pulled me down onto the bed, wrapping his arms around me.

Even sick, he had the strength of an ox.

“I’m scared,” he murmured with a muffled groan, pulling me closer, Now he thought to cover us both with the blanket, his long legs circling mine as if he feared I’d escape.

“What are you afraid of?” I asked, puzzled,

“I’m afraid of sleeping alone…” He feared waking up to find his dreams shattered.

“Phoebe, tell me, which do you think is the real world – dreams or reality?” Colin whispered.

“Who knows?” I was just as lost.

“Do you know why we see our memories from a bird’s–eye view?” he continued in a soft voice.

my childhood memories seemed to play out from that very

we’re no longer ourselves?” Colin’s voice deepened, his grip

pondered his words for a long time without

the thinking of a madman or a genius, beyond the grasp of ordinary folks like

1. me.

to look at him. He had

always seemed to drift off so easily when I was with

It was almost infuriating he’d been wandering for so long, wearing ill–fitting clothes, and yet his skin was

with a clean scent

drifting off; I just simply did

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10:09

Chapter 196

ten o’clock, and the night

of dread filled me. I grabbed my phone, but

found my phone had been

Colin’s doing…

“Where’s Colin?”

eerily quiet. There was

in the yard.

you seen Caleb?” I asked, anxiety

from some impairment, just glanced at

continued his work.

at night, and he was

bushes and lay obediently at my feet. It looked gentle; ears perked like a wolf’s, big eyes brimming with