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..."

his gaze, slowly

abs. They were just reddened, but they

I asked, gripping his hand tightly.

Scared that Damian had brainwashed Colin and that

his head and pulled me into his arms, his voice trembling. "Phoebe...

clutched Colin's hand, not wanting to waste another

grip on my hand tightened. "They know I'd come to

realizing

soon. Why take the risk to escape?" I murmured, aware of the odds he

on me grew firmer.

Afraid of what?

soul... I was

the soul can't control the body, it becomes

to make

substances like

was calling my name, but I could hear the panic

have they done to you?" My voice shook as I scrutinized his arms, spotting numerous needle

That bastard Damian...

labeled 'mentally ill,' Damian

it was

cupped my face as if to etch my