Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 349

Coastline Avenue was a far cry from its former glory. The demolition signs hung like weary sentinels as I parked the car a good distance away and made my way on foot.

Colin was a silent shadow trailing behind me, his inner turmoil palpable, yet he couldn't find the words to stop me nor hide his disapproval of my meeting with Zoe.

Frustration simmered within me. It was always the same with him—hindering my path, yet withholding his reasons.

If he had just said it outright—that Zoe was dangerous, capable of causing harm, or offered any tangible reason, I would've listened. But his stubborn silence? That was a different story. How could I possibly accept that?

"Phoebe…" His voice barely reached me as he trailed three meters back, his head hung low.

I glanced back at him. Tall and lanky, he held a fragile sort of beauty when he donned those oversized hoodies, as if the world had somehow wronged him.

I snorted and kept walking, refusing to give in. I couldn't let him get too comfortable with having his way.

Being ignored seemed to tug at his heartstrings, his eyes rimmed with red, his nose sniffling as he kept his distance.

up the pace, letting my mood dictate

secrets, protecting the one who harmed me. Of course, I was angry. Why should I be rational with my loved one? I wanted to

and vagrants, puffing on cigarettes. An innate

how much for a good

some

air, as if every woman who ventured here was

path with filthy

I crashed

whispered, holding

at Colin's icy stare. He took my hand and guided me through the

being too dramatic?" I asked

fingers with mine, glancing back at

once asked me what fear felt like, what dependence was, what terror meant..." Colin murmured, half to

longing to experience a normal life. You envied the foolish, the girls who hid behind boys.

into the alley,