Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace ( Dexter )

"Phoebe, he confessed." Dexter frowned, glancing at Colin before attempting to whisk me away. "This guy is seriously dangerous."

"Sis... let's get out of here." Hannah grabbed my wrist, trying to lead me away.

Dexter wanted to take me away, too.

But every time, Colin just stood there, his eyes brimming with sadness that seemed ready to spill over, yet he never spoke up to keep me by his side.

I used to think he didn't care, that my presence mattered less to him than the secrets he guarded.

But now... I think I understand why he never asked me to stay.

He didn't want me to go, yet at the same time, he hoped I would.

He was, in essence, torn.

"How could you stand not to reach out to me, to not show up before me, to prevent me from remembering you?" I pushed Dexter's hand away, snatching the umbrella from Colin and throwing it to the ground.

If we're going to get drenched, then let's get drenched together.

Why should he be soaking wet while trying to keep me dry? "What's the point of me standing under an umbrella if you're soaked? We agreed to walk together."

I knew it, he must have been up to something these past few years.

He feared getting involved with the organization was dangerous, feared he might die, feared I would be sad.

That's why he kept saying, maybe forgetting him was for the best...

Colin's eyes reddened, he picked up the umbrella, and once again shielded me from the rain.

This time, he and I stood under the umbrella together.

My eyes also burned fiercely as I looked up at him.

We didn't need to explain much to each other.

"Phoebe..." Dexter's hands trembled, clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.

He must have realized, I wasn't going to leave with him. "Why... why trust this lunatic?"

"His love, it's just for me. He could even forsake himself..." I whispered, grasping Colin's hand with a firm voice.

I trusted him unconditionally, even if it meant facing utter destruction.

Even if he was deceiving me.

Hannah bowed her head, closing her eyes as tears fell like pearls off a string onto the ground, shaking her head continuously. "You'll regret it... you'll regret it..."

She kept saying I would regret it, she wanted to take me away, she seemed very afraid of Colin, claiming she had seen him with the organization. Even though she has autism and doesn't lie, her sincerity was clear.

But still... I noticed the way she looked at Colin, it was fear mixed with other emotions.

She definitely knew Colin, it wasn't just a passing acquaintance...

A woman's intuition told me her sadness was real, but her words might not have been meant for me.

I had a feeling, they were meant for Colin.

She wanted to take me away, Colin didn't stop her, but I chose not to leave, and Colin didn't refuse.

So, when Hannah said there would be regrets...

It wasn't just directed at me, but also at Colin, right?

Colin, what exactly was he planning, and how much did I not know?

His involvement in the organization's Rebirth Project, selling shares to the All-Stars Consortium, couldn't have been a rash decision by Colin.

Someone had set a grand trap, a huge mystery, and Colin... seemed to be one of the masterminds.

I couldn't see through it, couldn't make sense of it, only felt anxious.

I feared... he was walking into a trap with no way out.

I feared, he hadn't left himself an escape route for the future.

"Lunatics belong with lunatics... Dexter, let's go," Melody finally spoke, urging Dexter to leave.

Dexter didn't move, standing still in the rain.

He didn't know what he could do to make things right...

"Still holding qut hope? She only has eyes for that maniac, and besides, she isn't Phoebe, just someone with Phoebe's memories." Melody sneered, as if she had an epiphany. "That explains why Caleb was so sure she was Phoebe, because she was created by Caleb, wasn't she?"

Was it Colin who had been working behind the scenes to have Foebe Larson mimic Phoebe Caldwell ultimately replacing her, becoming Phoebe Caldwell herself?