Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 53

Colin’s hand was clearly injured, a sign of deliberate harm. He couldn’t use a fork, so he was clumsily holding his bowl between his palms. Hesitant at first, he finally set the bowl aside and retreated into a corner in silence.

I softened my expression and reached out to him. “Let me take a look at your hand.”

Colin was naturally guarded, but after a long pause, he gingerly extended his injured hand to me. Seizing the opportunity, I examined it closely from all angles, relieved to find no trace of the scarlet birthmark that belonged to the person who had tried to end my life.

Clearly, he wasn’t the one who killed me, but he was undoubtedly linked to the crime. If not the accomplice, then certainly a co–conspirator.

The serial killings, my parents‘ demise, the memories I’d lost after the car accident…

So many truths… elusively complex, yet seemingly within grasp.

What was the true story?

“Does it hurt?” I asked Colin, looking up to win his favor.

His response was quiet, his large, beautiful eyes reflecting a mix of innocence and intensity.

“Who did this to your fingers?” I couldn’t help but feel a chill at the sight of the deep, turned–out wounds on each of his fingertips.

Langley family must all be twisted to treat him

Colin said,

I noted the height. Three stories up.

and the burns on his feet unhealed, escape

rising within me. “Your wounds need treatment, or they’ll

If you want him to father an heir, at least let him get medical treatment! Are you even human?” I shouted at the door, but no

watched me, and as I pounded on the door in frustration, he finally spoke. “Phoebe… how did your parents die?”

I blurted

died in a car

wish they’d

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he smiled. “Phoebe…” he called

to face

won’t open the door,” Colin said as he stood and slowly moved towards me.

approach, still fearful on some level.

wanting to frighten me. After an uncomfortable pause, he spoke up. “Do you

Only by getting out could I

child,” Colin said, picking up a