Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 199

“Asshole.” I gritted my teeth and cursed under my breath.

Dexter was getting out of hand.

After all he’d done to me, now he was gunning for Colin.

I was fuming and ready to storm the orphanage to expose his two–faced nature, but Colin grabbed my arm.

He looked at me with those big, sad puppy eyes. “Phoebe, it’s going to get soggy.”

I could see how much it meant to him, waiting in line for ages just to get it. It would break his heart if I refused.

Now I got why they say ‘beauty is a mighty weapon.‘ It’s disarmingly effective. There he stood. under the streetlamp, his eyes brimming with a mix of vulnerability and plea. How could anyone say no?

I took the fried mushrooms he offered me and took a bite, and they were indeed crispy, fresh out of the fryer.

Colin couldn’t have been at the orphanage; he was with me, his alibi as solid as they come.

“Phoebe, are they good?” he asked, leaning in close.

Under the dim glow of the streetlight, my heart skipped a beat. “You… you didn’t have any?”

He suddenly kissed me, then said firmly, “Delicious.”

a fool. I’d suspected

I coughed to ease the awkward silence, looking down and continuing to munch

mushrooms.

think I’m sick. Got a fever. Will you stay with

wouldn’t let me go.

a taste of the fried mushrooms in my hand. I tossed it a piece, whispering to Colin, “Is this your

abandoned by the roadside. I took it in, and it’s been following me ever since,” Colin said, patting the

dog another piece of mushroom. “It’s such

of seeing the true nature of things, the things we can’t. It’s

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think much of his

and obedient around me, always wagging its tail. I’d always thought it was

hurt, can’t get them wet.” Colin

bed.

hands, wrapped in bandages, giving me

couldn’t bathe himself. He was asking for my help. Was he genuinely clueless, or

muttered, “Just

very important,” Colin insisted

twitched. ‘Hygiene‘? This coming from a guy who’d