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.

was the one who couldn't

finally spoke, a warning edge to his voice directed at Dexter. "But

his chest, possessively, not allowing me to see Dexter. His voice was hoarse and heavy with a dark oppression. "You're right. I'm no fool. The charade was to survive the cracks, to live past

feeling the weight of Caleb's

and Stella were just as

been

now on, I'm gonna protect her my way. She's mine, and I won't

Think you've grown wings now? That kid was just another piece in your game against Henry, right? From the start, you never intended for 'Foebe Larson's' kid to survive. It's

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

remained silent, done

looked up at Colin, my eyes

the fool after

Dexter

his grand scheme?

family had, he'd been plotting

up, and I instinctively took a step

was confusing,

lost, I couldn't even