Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 52

Suddenly, it felt like my head was going to split open. Who was it teaching me self–defense in my hazy memories?

That voice, both foreign and familiar… Who does it belong to? Ever since that car crash when I was eighteen, who exactly had I forgotten?

I’ve always felt that I’ve forgotten someone really important, but no matter how hard I try, I just can’t remember who!

Colin winced as if in pain, clutching his neck while fixing me with a smoldering gaze before frantically rummaging around.

At last, beneath a towel, he found a bracelet.

I stared at it, astonished. It was the same bracelet I had given to a thief, the one worn by the victim of a murder.

But the victim had already been found by the police, and the bracelet should have been in their custody.

Could it be… another one just like it?

to a corner to curl up, like

a few deep breaths,

weren’t mine had seeped into my mind – seemingly Foebe’s memories. I hadn’t fully digested

daughter of Anthony Larson, the president of the Larson Group, and had been bartered like a commodity to the Langley family as a mere breeding tool.

only to be forced by Samuel Langley, the man in the wheelchair, to take fértility. drugs and other medications that were too harsh for her weak heart. Overwhelmed by fear, she died when she was thrown

of fate or sheer coincidence, I was REBORN into

to disguise myself and secure the trust of this man, whose sanity was still in question.

one in, dangerously beautiful. There he was, stark naked, hiding in the

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his

on his shins and the soles of his feet did

get out of here?” I asked warily, trying to keep

watched me, quietly, intently.

he called

I looked up. “Yes?”

speaking, I wasn’t sure myself was he calling Phoebe, or Foebe? The two sounded very