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

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

he wanted me to have a normal life, with friends, a normal husband, kids, three meals

himself as a monster,

let me go in

planned out

I'm Phoebe Caldwell? Didn't you say

just gently

it was a simple gesture,

so insecure, lacking made me

to

afraid his current demeanor was just to

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

paused, realizing that my heart, numb as it

my feet, noticing the slight bleeding from

into his arms. I felt so light

wasn't me being light, but him being

the kidnapping drama, I was

just laid me on the bed when I

head ached

do you

I heard someone talking

feelings for Dexter don't