Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 367



Rushing home, I scrambled out of the car and bolted for the basement.

Coly, trapped in its cage, was going berserk, clearly sensing its owner's distress and unease.

Panic surged within me, my foot wound reopened, spilling blood, and I tumbled down the stairs. Agony engulfed me, and I couldn't hold back the tears.

Gritting my teeth against the pain, I hobbled towards the basement.

Fear began to grip me.

Noise from the basement, like Colin throwing things around, wouldn't scare me. But silence did.

Bran had mentioned, Colin could hurt himself.

I didn't understand why I was so worried, it felt like a voice inside me insisted, "Save him, save him."

Fumbling with the doorknob, my fingers trembling, I twisted off the wire lock and pushed the door open.

The moment the door swung open, the smell of blood hit me.

the doorway, I saw Colin

have lost his mind, destroying everything in the room,

he lay on the couch, his fingers still

He was hurting himself.

called out

his gaze flickered, pulling me into a tight embrace. "Phoebe...

wrong, he always felt

promised me you wouldn't hurt yourself."

didn't hurt myself..." Colin murmured, guilt evident in his

the battered wound on the back of his hand still

me anxiously, stripping off my jacket and

Did they hurt you..." His gaze fell on my swollen ankle, a mark

way here, a policewoman had given me a

noticing the blood

down, his expression

look at me. "Phoebe

In my faded memories.

had drugged Phoebe

into me as he carefully touched my bruised

filled with murderous

body... is drug-resistant." Colin whispered. "Back then, it was Melody who tricked you. You