Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 232

I racked my brain for every conceivable reason Dexter might have fallen out of love with me. But I never considered that it was I who was mixed up, I who loved the wrong person, I who was deceived,

A fire of frustration smoldered in my chest, and I trembled like a leaf in a storm, unable to take another step forward, Tears cascaded down uncontrollably, and my mind, my very soul, was haunted by Colin,

There he stood, a silhouette against the backlight of the fog, turning back to look at me.

By what right? Phoebe Caldwell, by what right do you forget him, erase him so completely, and fall so recklessly in love with another?

By what right?

Sobbing, I ducked into the emergency stairwell and slapped myself hard across the face.

“What right do you have…” I was interrogating myself.

Why couldn’t I remember? Why!

“Ah!” Desperation led to collapse, and I sat huddled in a corner, clutching my hair and growling low. I questioned why I couldn’t remember everything, why I had to forget Colin.

Why had I made Dexter my crutch?

So, maybe I deserved my own death? Because I had ‘betrayed‘ Colin. Even if he was the one who killed me, it would be no more than I deserved. I should be dead.

I deserved it!

the emergency exit, Colin stood in his hospital gown,

at him, then broke down again in

not want me anymore?” His voice was hoarse

at him as though he were my savior. He wasn’t

I reached out to

hand with a nervous glance.

know that?” No genius was like

me into his arms and held me

long as Phoebe still wanted

out of bed.” I

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each word seemed to soothe my pain. “Punish me. Just don’t leave me, don’t let

your IV and run here?” I pressed my hand against his still bleeding hand as!

he said softly, wiping the tears from

“Idiot,” I scolded.

Colin cradled my face gently. “Did he make you angry? I’ll

still flowing. “Why can’t I remember, no

those fragmented memories? Why did I have to