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.

at the doorway, I saw Colin lying on

lost his mind, destroying

the couch, his fingers still dripping

He was hurting himself.

I called out

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

did nothing wrong, he always felt the need

promised me you wouldn't hurt yourself."

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

wound on the back of his

off my

they hurt you..." His gaze fell on my swollen ankle, a mark left by James's

here, a policewoman had

me, noticing the blood

expression

was my own doing." I pulled Colin towards me, cupping his face, forcing him to look at me. "Phoebe Caldwell... you were hurt by those people

In my faded memories.

had said they had drugged Phoebe Caldwell

as he carefully touched

eyes were filled with

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