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?

was as if he intended for me to overhear, emphasizing

widened in

Phoebe

as a child, and I was the one providing her with psychological counseling,” Damian said with a smile.

off to the side, observing my every

eyes were

who you’re friends with

simply smiled. “Apologies for the

found Dr. Damian, to help me with some

you gone mad? If you’re insane, there are institutions for that.” Damian remained silent, his smile gentle yet somehow

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Instead of calling me Phoebe. Im sorry for mistaking you for Phoebe Caldwell.

threw me off. I snorted dismissively, wondering what

again, leaving with Damian. His behavior was too abnormal, making me suspect

make any sense of it?” As they rounded another corner, I stealthily followed to overhear Dexter’s question to Damian.

be

I

a strong sense of self. When she’s stressed, she might choose to block out