Rebirth to Be with My Disabled Husband (or The Ninth Bride)

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Samantha was just about to speak when Elain stepped into the mouth of the cave.

Samantha found herself momentarily speechless before she eventually said, "Elain, don't go in there. That cave looks so ceric. Please come back!" "Elain?"

Elain didn't bother to look back, her determination unwavering as she ventured deeper into the shadows.

Samantha, grappling with the unsettling remains she clutched in her hand, felt a headache brewing. Elain's courage was undeniably impressive, but it sparked a flicker of dread in Samantha's heart. "Ah!"

The moment Elain crossed the threshold, a terrified scream escaped her lips, echoing through the stillness.

Samantha froze at the cave's entrance, uncertainty gripping her. She hesitated, her mind racing with worry. What could be happening inside? Given that Elain was terrified, whatever lay within must be horrifying beyond belief. Could the killer be lurking in there?

The thought pierced Samantha's mind, driving her to hastily conceal the remains she held. Bending down, she grabbed a thicker branch from the forest floor, its rough texture grounding her.

Pulling out her phone, she flicked on the flashlight, scanning her surroundings. The beam cut through the darkness, revealing nothing but the ominous shadows that danced along the cave walls. Elain was nowhere in sight.

a sharp pain erupted at the back of her head. She collapsed onto the cold ground, darkness enveloping her once

had transpired far too swiftly for

of inky blackness. The heavy, metallic scent of blood filled the air, a grim reminder of the danger that loomed. As her

Is this a cave?

a natural formation and

tightly bound, her body

reality, and now the murderer, who was never supposed

again, her heart sinking as

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Chapter 365 Captured

conspicuously absent. Rolling her body across the cold earth, Samantha inched closer to

whispered, her voice trembling. "Elain,

"Elain!"

body silent and restrained. Fear gripped Samantha; she worried that raising her voice might alert the murderer. Summoning all her courage, she tried again, her voice barely above a whisper. "Elain, please, wake

washed over her face as she focused

"You don't remember?"