Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 340

Memories of Carter were one of the few highlights in the tapestry of his past.

A pang of sympathy struck me, and my hand reached out instinctively toward Colin's, only to recoil before contact.

What kind of person had I become? Was there a future for Colin and me?

"Phoebe... you're not a bad person," said Colin, his grip firm on my hand.

In moments of self-doubt, he steadfastly believed in me.

"Do you know why Finn changed his name?" Colin seemed eager to lighten the mood, straining to shift the conversation. "After Carter's death, he was haunted by nightmares, believing Carter's ghost was following him, that... Carter was still with him. He even got electrocuted at home, said he saw a ghost."

Colin chuckled. "His parents consulted all sorts of specialists to exorcise the ghost, but eventually, a therapist said it was a hallucination from the shock. But Finn wasn't reassured, so he had a fortune- teller change his name to ward off Carter's spirit." Colin fell silent.

His grip tightened around my hand, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Looking at Colin, I should have found the story amusing, but I couldn't muster a smile.

I saw his effort to cheer me up. His clumsy tenderness was heart-wrenching.

but I always mess things up."

rest of our walk was silent; neither of us spoke

I secluded

on the wall, I was lost

Colin so protective

with two people:

Both were 'deceased'.

wall captivated

to now doubting 'Phoebe Caldwell', I felt caught in a vast

regaining my memory wouldn't be enough to untangle this mystery. Behind the fog lay a deeper fog, and beyond the

sighed.

I paused.

Colin was drinking?

his injuries, what was he

to check on Colin but then remembered the

gala been a

tell you? Seems he drank too much before he had the

his lawful shares to the CEO of the All-Stars Consortium. Your and the kid's mishap