Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter) novel Chapter 371

"What do you think?" Bran asked Colin.

Colin stood still, watching as Melody walked away into the distance.

I was hiding behind the door, feeling a bit jittery.

For some reason, I feared Colin wouldn't recognize me.

This sensation of being doubted, not being acknowledged, it truly unsettles me.

Scares me, even.

So, could Colin be feeling the same? When I doubted him, didn’t trust him, or even misunderstood him...

Holding my hands tightly and looking down nervously, I pondered how to explain myself so Colin would believe me.

But I really forgot too much. I can't remember him, nor can I recall anything about the orphanage, just like Bran said, I'm not sharp, I'm quite dim... I always seem to cause trouble for everyone.

But I don't know what the old me was like, I even know less about my past than Melody does.

I'm terrified.

"Did you even hear what I said?" Bran frowned and asked when Colin didn't respond. "Clearly, she's more like Melody."

"Why don't you chill out and eat a slice of humble pie," Colin retorted with a cold snort.

"Caleb, cut the sarcasm!" Bran snapped back, a bit annoyed.

"You thought she was Phoebe Caldwell, didn't you? Then go after her, you know where to find her," Colin said in a deep tone, turning to leave.

But Bran wasn't ready to let it go and grabbed him. "It's not that I doubt your judgment, but look at her inside, how does she resemble the Phoebe Caldwell we knew..."

"Huh..." Colin laughed. "It's precisely because she's different, that she is Phoebe."

"You've lost your mind," Bran said with a frown. "Love is making you blind."

"If she was the Phoebe Caldwell of old, would she openly seek us out, making such a spectacle? Especially with you, an outsider, standing right here?" Colin didn’t want to argue with Bran any longer and tried to enter the house.

"What if she guessed my..." Bran still wanted to argue.