Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

"How could you be so hard on yourself?"

Colby spoke as he rose to his feet to soak a hot towel in the kitchen.

Just the thought of it made Sophie angry. She glared at Colby. "If not for you! Someone had a gun pointed right at my head. Am I not allowed to save myself?"

Colby came over, crouched down, and pressed the damp towel against Sophie's thigh wound. "My gun will never be pointed at you, Sophie."

His voice was hoarse, carrying a hint of unnoticed fatigue.

Sophie cradled Colby's face, only then noticing the dark circles under his eyes. Though Colby had tried to cover it, the traces of exhaustion on his face were still easily visible.

Colby must have suffered a lot these past few days, searching for her and not having slept well at all.

at her heartstrings, Sophie leaned in, kissing Colby's

he held Sophie in his arms as if fearing

"Mmm-"

defense. He lifted Sophie in his arms, then laid her down on the plush bed. Their bodies were entwined, reluctant to

and the others are still

now

like flirtatious shyness. With a hoarse voice, he said, "They can wait. haven't had a

said this, Sophie knew that

throat and deliberately raised his voice. "Guys, everyone's worked hard today. It's been a long journey, huh? Colby's booked rooms for us all. Go downstairs and grab your room Keys.

heard inside, Adler then led the group away from

her from leaving, his eyes