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.

that this psychologist had hypnotized his client, who had psychological issues, and transferred his own hatred onto the patient. The patient felt the psychologist’s rage and hatred as if it were his own, even becoming delusional, believing that it was the victim who had harmed him and his family. In a fit of rage, the patient stabbed the

sat there

about Damian, and now I was

fly

be what Damian warned me about, that if I didn’t comply, he’d replace

like

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

never saw my end coming at the hands of a

an uncontrollable outcome this

returned. “The guy confessed clearly, said he found out his son’s disappearance might be linked to the deceased. After repeatedly being rebuffed when trying to find his son, he developed a

chance, but it was clearly

case, cases behind cases, and even cases behind those. Following the trail,

watched Finn sketch out the web of clues on the whiteboard and spoke up softly. “Two cases, a