Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace ( Dexter )

Colin frowned deeply, finally hitting back, glaring at Melody with fury. "Is your head filled with garbage? Is that why every time you open your mouth, nonsense comes spewing out? If you can't keep up, maybe it's best you don't embarrass yourself!"

Colin was livid. Hannah had accused him of having ties with some shady organization, and he hadn't batted an eye. But when Melody suggested he had 'created' her, it struck a nerve. He felt it was an insult to his intelligence and emotions.

Truth be told, I'd seldom seen Colin this enraged, even resorting to curse words.

Usually, he's the type who'd rather not speak a word if he could help it.

Melody, on the receiving end of Colin's wrath, turned a shade of ash. "Struck a nerve, did I? Hit too close to home with the truth..."

Colin couldn't be bothered to engage any further with Melody. Arguing with her felt like a waste of breath.

"Foebe Larson pretending to be Phoebe Caldwell, using a child as leverage, tied to a kidnapping and trafficking case. It's all about to unravel, and then, the truth will emerge clear as day," Dexter said, clenching his fists as if a wave of understanding crashed over him, his gaze seething at Colin. "Caleb, no matter how well you mask it, you can't hide forever. Sooner or later, I'll rip off your disguise and expose your misdeeds for all to see in the light of day," Dexter was convinced Colin was at the heart of this mess.

Then, Dexter's gaze fell on me, full of unspoken words.

I ignored him, gripping Colin's hand tightly instead.

"Phoebe... you're going to regret this," Dexter said with a bitter laugh, standing in the rain, looking utterly pathetic.

"Regret?" I challenged him. "Do you

remember the day you left Phoebe alone in Nocturne, to be bullied and harassed? It was raining then too When those thugs dragged her into an alley, ready to devour her like demons, it was raining just like this."

"Why do you think I choose to believe Colin over you? You've already answered that question yourself, haven't you?" I continued, staring at Dexter. "You ask if I'll regret this, but Dexter, do you regret what you did to Phoebe back then?"

It was Colin who had chased those thugs away...

The one who had always been silently protecting me was never Dexter.

Even if I had made the wrong choice, I'd do so willingly.

I'm ready to be lost for those who love me...

"He doesn't love you... He, like you, doesn't understand what love is. It's all an act, a pretense of affection... Phoebe, you can't condemn me forever just because I made a

mistake.have a heart too; I justet

didn't know how to show it... At least I wont lie to you, hurt you, or use you. Our issues have always been purely emotional, without any ulterior motives," Dexter said, his explanation feeble, eyes rimmed red with intensity. "Phoebe, does making a mistake really mean one doesn't deserve forgiveness? Don't I even deserve one more chance to be trusted?"

I remained silent, head down, saying nothing.

"Dexter... you're just deceiving yourself," Melody scoffed from inside the car, "No matter what evidence I bring to prove she isn't Phoebe Caldwell, just Foebe Larson with Phoebe's memories, you refuse to trust me... You all deceive yourselves, believing she's Phoebe Caldwell. Sadly, Phoebe Caldwell is dead, and dead people don't come back. That's the truth!" Melody, lost in her frenzy, slapped the car seat, pulling at her hair like a madwoman. "Didn't you also refuse to believe me? You once said you'd always treat me well, that you'd marry me..."