Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 322

"Are you gonna miss me if I leave?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

He didn't say anything, but his eyes were shattering.

"If it hurts you, then just make me stay," I pleaded, my voice cracking as I stretched my arms out to Colin.

Why did he always feel so insecure?

All he had to do was say the word, and I wouldn't go anywhere.

Colin just looked at me, not uttering a sound, but pulled me into a tight embrace, his gaze icy as it fixed on Dexter.

Dexter looked upset. "Caleb, let's see how long you can keep this act up."

At that moment, Dexter might've gotten why I had such a hard time with Melody.

Because no matter what I did, Dexter always stood by Melody first.

it from another angle, maybe he was the one

too, begging you to believe her?" Colin finally spoke, a warning edge to his voice directed at Dexter. "But you chose

hoarse and heavy with a dark oppression. "You're right. I'm no fool. The charade was to survive the cracks, to live past twenty. That's my life,

the weight

and Stella were just as shocked,

he been pretending all

and I won't let go," Colin declared, tightening his grip

wouldn't have played the fool for so long. Think you've grown wings now? That kid was just another piece in your game against Henry,

and now the press suddenly siding with you—don't tell me this isn't your doing. Those reporters were

silent, done with

at Colin, my eyes jumping

he wasn't the fool

Dexter said

part of his grand

over everything the Langley family had, he'd

up, and I instinctively took a

lost. Death was confusing, rebirth was confusing, and now even trust

many memories lost, I