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

mind, destroying everything in the room,

fingers still dripping blood, as

He was hurting himself.

I called out his

and upon seeing me, his gaze flickered, pulling me into

wrong, he always felt the

me you wouldn't hurt yourself." My voice trembled

murmured,

his wrist, the battered wound on the back

looked at me anxiously, stripping off my

fell on my swollen ankle, a mark left by

here, a policewoman had given me a

scanned me, noticing the blood on

down, his expression turning

own doing." I pulled Colin towards me, cupping his face, forcing him to look at me. "Phoebe

In my faded memories.

had said they had drugged Phoebe Caldwell too. Attempting

into me as he carefully touched

eyes were filled

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