Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 499

"Go check on Foebe," Robin urged, pulling Stella away, fearing her emotional instability.

Stella whispered, her voice barely audible. "You're lying... Phoebe being reborn means she's alive again..."

Robin sighed deeply. "You're a forensic scientist; you have to believe in science."

Tears welled up in Stella's eyes, spilling over. "Science didn't tell me... how to cope with my best friend's death! I believe in science, but I'd rather believe she's still alive..."

The word 'science' felt too cold and impersonal.

She believed in science, but science couldn't soothe the pain of losing someone close.

Finn glanced at Colin, then turned to leave as well.

Little One awaited Colin's response.

I was waiting too.

"If she turned into a dog, I'd still recognize her," Colin declared, keeping Little One at bay with a voice calm yet distant.

My tears seemed to dry up, and looking up at him, I felt a mix of wanting to cry and laugh.

How could he be so foolishly stubborn? "You're the one turning into a dog..."

My voice was raspy as I reached out to grab his shirt, but couldn't.

Little One suddenly laughed. "I'd love to see how far you can delude yourself..."

lab's been exposed; the organization will eliminate everything related to it... including me. I want to survive, so I need someone's protection, Caleb." Little One approached Caleb, speaking again. "I carry the same genes as Phoebe. You'd protect me out of

protectively in front of Colin, urging them

was little I could

at my hands, I marveled at the

my body, I experienced pain, unprecedented

jealousy, intense jealousy

matter if I was Phoebe or not, as long as Colin cared,

just a substitute, why should I

was mine

take him from me... would have to

there, stunned, looking up at

felt a murderous intent towards

was a terrifying

chills through

Stella

taken aback, everything spinning

"Phoebe?"

my eyes again, I truly

Indeed, I was awake.

body

rushed in,

very weak right now;

giving instructions, the doctor

beside my bed, holding

contrary, she chose