Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

I was silent too, just staring out of the window, not wanting to say anything more.

He said he feared I’d get bullied.

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The ride over had been quiet, not a word exchanged between Caleb and me.

He followed behind me, just as silent.

As we were about to enter the station, I suddenly froze, my heart constricting with fear as I caught sight of a figure in the shadows.

It was only a fleeting glance, but I was certain it was the murderer who had been staying at my house.

I wondered if Stella had told Robin about the murderer, and if Robin had him under surveillance. Overwhelmed by fear, I instinctively clung to Caleb’s arm, drawing comfort from his warmth. which helped me calm down gradually.

Caleb seemed taken aback for a moment, probably sensing my fear, and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “Don’t be scared. I’m here for you.”

We entered the interview room together, bumping into a female officer on the way. She was obviously smitten by Caleb, her cheeks and ears turning red. “Wow, you finally decided to dress

up.”

The last few times she had seen him, his clothes were ill–fitting.

I was curious too. The Langley family had provided Caleb with a wardrobe of clothes, yet he always wore that faded, tattered hoodie that had become too small, along with shorts that had grown too short.

The clothes looked like they were from many years ago, from a time before he had grown so

tall.

“You look sharp,” the female officer said with a beautiful, sweet smile.

Caleb glanced at me briefly, then looked down.

Only then did the officer notice me. “And you are…?”

“I’m his guardian,” I said, feeling oddly annoyed.

It felt like someone was eyeing what was mine. But I shouldn’t be falling for anyone.

I

Suddenly, I understood why Dexter hated it when others coveted his possessions. It was really irritating.

Caleb looked at me with intense eyes, proudly sneg, “This is my w

whispered, wits

The officer was taken aback, her expression one of surense, “You’re actually

Married?

And he used to be a vagrant.

“This way,” Stella called from the corridor, beckoning me.

Look Colin’s hand and followed her to the interview room.

Probin looked serious, his gaze fixed on Dexter seated across from him.

Dexter was impatient. “How long are we going to wait?”

“Until all the parties involved are here, Robin said with gravity.

Once Caleb arrived, Robin took out a voice recorder and played a backup of the phone recording.

“Melody should be here,” Stella said, sitting next to Robin. “Too bad. I’d love to see how she’d try to wriggle out of this,” Stella murmured somberly.

Dexter furrowed his brow, saying nothing. He was starting to waver.

“What are they doing here?” Dexter asked with displeasure, seeing me and Caleb also sitting

down.

“He’s also involved,” said Robin. The ‘involved‘ he referred to was because Caleb had once turned himself in, but due to lack of evidence and the Langley family’s bail, he had been released.

“Phoebe, Dexter wants you to wear that red dress tonight again, but we’re not going to Flare Alley, we’re heading to Tangle Lane.”

The recording played Melody’s voice.

“Can L… can I not go?” The timid voice was the old me.

Now, hearing my own voice from the past felt ironic.

“Phoebe, Dexter said tonight’s the last time. Just do this, and we’re even. You won’t have to go again. After all, he’s pretty upset about you pushing me down the stairs.”

“I didn’t push you. Why are you framing me?” My voice was trembling.

On the other end of the phone, Melody laughed. “But he prefers to believe me, doesn’t he?”