Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 309

He was only peeking his head halfway through, a look of distress in his eyes.

I rubbed my eyes to make sure it wasn't just a trick of the light, and then I darted over in a panic. "Colin..."

Seeing how frightened I was, he mustered his strength, pushed himself up on the windowsill, and leaped inside.

I gotta admit, it was kinda cool.

For a moment, it was like being whisked back to my teenage years. This scene used to unfold quite often in the past, it seems. I'd just forgotten.

"How did you... break out?" I cradled Colin's face in my hands, examining him closely.

There were bruises at the corners of his mouth and eyes, and marks on his Adam's apple where he'd clearly been choked. He had been bound...

I checked him all over frantically, finding red marks on his wrists and ankles, scars on his arms.

Panic surged through me, and I reached to lift his hoodie, only to have Colin grasp my hands.

His voice was still hoarse, tinged with a hint of vulnerability. "Phoebe... they wouldn't let me see you."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I whispered, "Let me look..."

lowered his gaze,

burn marks from electric shocks on his well-defined abs. They were just reddened,

done to you?" I asked, gripping

brainwashed Colin

shook his head and pulled me into his arms, his voice trembling.

Colin's hand, not wanting to waste another

on my hand tightened.

realizing

We could've gotten you out soon. Why take the risk to escape?" I murmured,

hold on me grew firmer. "I was

Afraid of what?

just a vessel for the soul... I

the body, it becomes

always have drugs and methods to make patients—or even sane people—lose

like GHB, the so-called compliance

but I could hear

My voice shook as I scrutinized his arms,

That bastard Damian...

'mentally ill,' Damian felt

was

Colin cupped my face as if