Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 48

It was a visceral reaction to the utmost sorrow and fear, not because the scene was

particularly grotesque.

In the dim cellar, there stood a life–sized glass case, illuminated from beneath, reminiscent of an artifact on display in a museum.

Within the glass, the sight was chilling: myself, hung with countless IV bags like a marionette. eyes gouged out and covered with a crimson blindfold.

My skin was pale and bloodless, and I wore only a scarlet slip dress with my feet nailed to the display stand.

The police and paramedics gingerly lifted the glass cover, and everyone gasped at the sight of

1. me.

For a moment, my body seemed like a macabre work of art, exhibited there.

Dexter stood frozen, his gaze jumping erratically, eyes brimming with horror and confusion.

I didn’t know what was going through his mind. Even I couldn’t bear to look any longer.

her earrings too, crystals… Everything on Phoebe, everything that was placed is valuable, even

her breathing is faint,” the doctor shouted, signaling everyone

in shock to the doctor. A pulse? Faint breathing? What does that

I not dead?

assailant likely injected the victim with a large amount of drugs. These are nutrients to maintain basic bodily functions. Right now, the victim is in a comatose

her emotions raw and spiraling out of control. “Save her, please. Robin, save her! Doctor… I beg

body trembling as she pleaded. She didn’t know who to beg to keep me

only be positioned like this. If moved…”

Stella cried out

stood numbly, slowly closing my

soul hadn’t vanished with my

still and it was a long while hofore he said those

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Save her.

an ironic

face was ghostly pale, his legs numbly moving forward, as if trying to confirm that the person displayed in the glass case was really me.

I’ll kill him,” Dexter said in a hoarse, deep voice, sounding

gaze after confirming