Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 372



"What's going on here?"

"Just when I was about to leave, Colin grabbed my wrist.

Outside, Bran tried to come in but Colin kicked the door shut on him, locking Bran out with a loud bang.

Colin was fuming, and honestly, it scared me a bit.

"What are you trying to do...?" I had no clue what Colin had in mind...

"I want to keep you hidden... locked in the basement, where only I know you exist." Colin's voice was husky, filled with a suppressed emotion.

He cornered me, his presence and gaze more intense than I'd ever seen.

To be honest, this side of Colin scared me.

It reminded me of those stories my mom wrote in her diary about him locking Phoebe Caldwell in the basement, keeping her captive and tormenting her.

"You... you're not serious, are you?" I asked, my voice trembling.

Colin pulled me into his embrace and sighed. "Phoebe... I just want you to have a normal life, with friends like Stella, a regular... husband, kids, three meals a day, happiness, and safety."

"No matter the cost..." Colin murmured softly.

That must be his biggest wish.

heart raced unexpectedly as I listened to his heartbeat against

reason, I had this bad feeling. In Colin's wish

to have a normal life, with friends, a normal husband, kids,

himself as a monster,

he let me go in the

already planned out this so-called

felt a sudden panic and instinctively clung tighter to Colin's shirt. "Don't you doubt that I'm Phoebe Caldwell? Didn't you say

just gently patted

was a simple gesture,

insecure, lacking made me

to pity

his current

exasperated. "Isn't your husband a genius? Why so little

as it was, could still skip

the slight bleeding from when I had angrily walked away

his arms. I felt so light

light, but him

the ordeal with Melody and the kidnapping drama, I was

me on the bed when I

the drug were severe; my head ached terribly, and I was lost in a haze of

even with amnesia, do you think she truly understands

I heard someone

for Dexter