Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 248

Dexter’s injuries should have mostly heated by now, since trouble always had a way of sticking around for a lifetime. He was walking alongside a middle–aged man, engaged in a conversation about something I couldn’t make out.

As they turned the corner, he caught sight of me, hesitated, as if he had something to say but thought better of it

I ignored him, but my gaze lingered on the middle–aged man, causing a strange tightness in my cheat. There was something too familiar about him.

Who was this man?

tracked my brain trying to place the middle–aged man, but his face eluded me.

He noticed me too and approached with a smile.

Instinctively, I resisted, my body tensing as I prepared to flee.

His scrutinizing gaze seemed to pierce through me. “Good day, Miss Larson, I’m Damian, a psychologist.”

I paused, taken aback.

A psychologist?

together, best of friends.” It was as if he intended for me to overhear, emphasizing his special bond with my father.

widened

Phoebe

the one providing her with psychological counseling,” Damian said with a smile. He had the air of someone seasoned by life, but his presence was undeniably magnetic.

the side,

eyes were studying a lab rat in

it to me who you’re friends with or whose doctor you are?”

smiled. “Apologies

who found Dr. Damian, to help me with

mad? If you’re insane, there are institutions for that.” Damian remained silent, his

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Dexter smartly used my current name Instead of calling me Phoebe. Im sorry for mistaking you for Phoebe Caldwell. I

I snorted dismissively, wondering what he was

Damian. His behavior was too abnormal, making me suspect something was amiss. My left

they rounded another corner, I stealthily followed to overhear Dexter’s

might be right,” replied

what should I

stressed, she might choose to block out memories she doesn’t want to face. Through