Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 205

Hailey’s knees buckled, and she nearly collapsed right there on the spot.

I rushed forward to catch her, but she shoved me away.

Melody wrapped her arm around Hailey, leading her to a nearby bench to sit down.

“Hailey, Dexter only went because he wanted to avenge Phoebe,” Melody choked out, placing the blame squarely on Phoebe’s shoulders.

Even in death, they couldn’t resist dragging my name through the mud.

“It’s my fault…” Hailey’s voice was a hoarse whisper, her face ashen.

I wanted to step forward, but then she spoke again. “I should never have brought Phoebe into our home.”

I stood there, rigid, as the realization hit me–Hailey regretted bringing me into the Fitzgerald family.

Even having died once and feeling numb to the core, her words stung deep.

Suddenly, Colin wrapped his arms around me from behind, his chin resting atop my head as he whispered, “Phoebe, I’ll give you a home.”

He was trying so hard to give Phoebe a home, to rebuild that sense of family she once had.

I stiffened for a moment, then looked up at Colin.

He said he’d give me a home….

“Dexter was hurt because of me, and so was Phoebe,” Hailey continued, her voice trembling.

her face, clutched Hailey’s hand. “Hailey,

him, I’ll go with him. I love

to make herself look like a saint.

her eyes from where she stood. “What a load of

shot Stella an angry glance. “Hailey, just because Foebe’s husband was mentally ill doesn’t mean she should

As far as I know, there’s more than one murderer out there–at least three. And just because one’s caught doesn’t mean you’re

closer to Hailey in a nervous shuffle.

Moraver.

clasped her hands together in

would

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head. “Let’s go

nodded, obediently following me

onto something, and we’ve found some valuable clues on the body,” Stella whispered

lead us to the rest of them.

Robin could coax the whereabouts of the other murderers

the ground. He seemed to be deep in thought,

at me, his voice tense. “Robin… the people behind this won’t be caught so easily. This time,

clever, nibbling away at the perpetrators‘ cake–getting closer to

exposed, so they

timing… it’s the police station,” Colin’s voice tightened. “Call Robin now.”

was brewing; a maniac was planning a murder within the walls of

impossible.” I stared at Colin, shocked. Who were we dealing with–man or monster?

completely trusted Colin’s intuition. She quickly

there was

in an interrogation without his phone.

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