Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 356



After a brisk fifteen-minute run, I finally made it back home.

The butler, hard of hearing, was fussing over the garden, giving the deserted yard a somewhat forlorn appearance.

The wind picked up, hinting at an impending downpour.

I dashed into the living room in search of Colin but came up empty.

Bedroom, bathroom, guest room - he was nowhere to be seen.

I raced back out to ask the butler, who couldn't hear or speak, where Colin might be.

Without the knowledge of sign language, I was at a loss for words.

The butler, sensing my panic, gestured towards the backyard.

Taking a deep breath, I headed there, only to find it just as empty.

I thought maybe he'd be in the basement, our little secret hideout, but it was vacant.

As I turned to leave, I spotted Colin in a corner. He was curled up next to a doghouse, holding Coly, whispering, "Coly, she doesn't want me anymore."

I approached him slowly. "Isn't that dirty?"

Colin didn't look up, just kept holding Coly, choking up. "You don't want me anymore."

mouth to speak

tired, Colin,"

guilt in his

seemed all too good at

"Why are you sorry?"

locked you up, shouldn't have... hurt you, and tied you

He spoke softly.

who imprisoned me, hurt me, and

He looked down, nodding.

much truth or lie was

of losing you." He stood up,

will only drive me away faster," I whispered

to see that

out, grabbing my wrist. "You go rest, I'll look for

I paused, agreeing silently.

much we need to sort out." I hoped he wouldn't

Colin remained silent.

I turned to leave.

they

up as I looked back at him.

"Phoebe, what

unwilling to listen

his excuses. Back

room

the

my

"Phoebe is the culprit."