Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 371



"What do you think?" Bran asked Colin.

Colin stood still, watching as Melody walked away into the distance.

I was hiding behind the door, feeling a bit jittery.

For some reason, I feared Colin wouldn't recognize me.

This sensation of being doubted, not being acknowledged, it truly unsettles me.

Scares me, even.

So, could Colin be feeling the same? When I doubted him, didn't trust him, or even misunderstood him...

Holding my hands tightly and looking down nervously, I pondered how to explain myself so Colin would believe me.

But I really forgot too much. I can't remember him, nor can I recall anything about the orphanage, just like Bran said, I'm not sharp, I'm quite dim... I always seem to cause trouble for everyone.

But I don't know what the old me was like, I even know less about my past than Melody does.

I'm terrified.

I said?" Bran frowned and asked when Colin didn't respond. "Clearly, she's

slice

Bran snapped

Phoebe Caldwell, didn't you? Then go after her, you know where to find her," Colin said in a deep

I doubt your judgment, but

because she's

said with a frown. "Love

the Phoebe Caldwell of old, would she openly seek us out, making such a spectacle? Especially with you, an outsider, standing right here?" Colin didn't want to argue with Bran any

my..." Bran still wanted to

off impatiently. "The moment she insisted on

Melody's competitive nature is

in her. Even if Damian did a thorough job hypnotizing

Fake is fake.

so earlier?" Bran muttered under his breath, frowning. "You make me look

past Bran. "You weren't exactly clever to

words with me?" Bran, full of youthful arrogance, insisted on engaging Colin

a look. "I need to

"Am I just a side character

are you even talking about?" Colin

how we young folks talk; you're out of the loop," Bran said smugly,

while I was