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.

as I listened to his heartbeat against

had this bad feeling. In Colin's wish for me, he didn't include

a normal life, with friends, a normal husband, kids, three meals a day... but he wasn't in that picture,

always thought of himself as a

me go in the

planned out this so-called

tighter to Colin's shirt. "Don't you doubt that I'm Phoebe Caldwell? Didn't you say someone

answer, just gently

a simple

insecure, lacking

to

stubbornly, afraid his current demeanor was just to

your husband a genius? Why

realizing that my heart, numb as it was, could still skip

bleeding from when I

visibly upset, scooping me into his

being light,

the kidnapping drama, I was

me on the bed when I drifted off

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

do you think she truly understands

state, I heard

feelings for Dexter don't