Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 338

“Phoebe, you gotta aim high, rise above the crowd if you don't wanna get stepped on. Only then can you break free from all this…”

Damian’s voice was like a curse, echoing in my ears nonstop.

The guy was a lunatic, a true devil.

No wonder I have this amnesia—there's a good chance he's behind it.

“Is it possible... that with the combination of a car accident, hypnosis, medication, and other treatments, someone could forget certain memories and then have false ones implanted during hypnosis?” I asked quietly.

Now I seriously suspect that my belief in Dexter as my decade-long love was all a result of Damian's manipulation. He took advantage of my memory loss to mislead me, to sow errors in my own recollections.

“There's no denying that possibility,” Robin said gravely. “Three years ago, there was a case of a psychologist who induced his patient to commit murder on his behalf.

felt the psychologist’s rage and hatred as if it were his own, even becoming delusional, believing that it was the victim who

there

something off about Damian, and now

was just another fly in the web, not an

Damian warned me about, that if

was like

to warn me, to push me, to hasten me completing his

end coming at the

what an uncontrollable outcome

case is closed…” Finn muttered when he returned. “The guy confessed clearly, said he found out his son’s disappearance might be linked to the deceased.

but it

case within a case, cases behind cases, and even cases behind those. Following the trail, forwards

up softly. “Two cases, a serial murder, and