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.

saw

mind, destroying everything in the room,

his fingers still dripping blood,

He was hurting himself.

I called out

to open his eyes, and upon seeing me, his gaze flickered, pulling me into a

did nothing wrong, he always felt the

you wouldn't hurt yourself." My voice trembled with genuine

hurt myself..." Colin murmured, guilt evident in his

his wrist, the battered wound on the back of his

anxiously, stripping off my jacket and draping his own

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

on my way here, a policewoman had given me

frantically scanned me, noticing the blood on

expression turning fierce. "I'll kill

to look at me. "Phoebe Caldwell... you were hurt by those people at the orphanage

In my faded memories.

they had drugged Phoebe

into me as he carefully touched my

filled with

Melody who tricked you. You knew she was deceiving you,