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..."

gaze, slowly releasing

shirt to find burn marks from electric shocks on his well-defined abs. They were just reddened, but they hinted at the kind of 'treatment'

you?" I asked, gripping his hand tightly.

had brainwashed Colin and that he wouldn't

me into his arms, his voice trembling. "Phoebe... I missed

not wanting to waste

on my hand tightened.

realizing

We could've gotten you out soon. Why take the risk

grew

Afraid of what?

soul... I was afraid..."

soul can't control the body, it becomes

make

like GHB, the so-called compliance

calling my name, but I could

shook as I scrutinized his arms, spotting numerous

That bastard Damian...

was labeled 'mentally ill,' Damian felt

it was all

face as if to etch my