Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 385



James finally made it over, collapsing onto the table in a flurry. He devoured the leftovers Melody had tidied away, desperately trying to regain his strength.

Meanwhile, the four of us were at a standoff.

Bran glanced at me, his eyebrow raised as if to say I had finally made a smart move.

But Melody seemed unfazed. "You think you can kill me?"

"Try me," I countered with feigned calm, the blade of my knife pressing against her jugular, so sharp it nicked her skin.

Dexter's expression darkened, his voice thundering, "Foebe Larson!"

There it was, he called me Foebe Larson.

Convinced that Melody was the true Phoebe Caldwell.

I scoffed. "If you don't want her dead, drop the food."

Reluctantly, Dexter took the package from Melody, opened it, and placed the food on the table.

Bran grabbed some, enough for our survival, and led me to a corner.

I kept a watchful eye on Melody and Dexter, whispering to Bran, "They're dangerous."

danger wasn't the manipulator but every

help Colin." After a few bites of a cupcake, feeling somewhat revitalized, I took some food and a carton of milk to

a woman who had suffered

hurried over, handing Colin the

searching for keys to help the people

a stoic

and the

up here are from the orphanage. They've hurt you, and they're responsible for Carter's death. Wouldn't it be better to

remained silent. "Their guilt should be judged by the law and fate,

was low, referring to the person orchestrating everything from behind the

milk, I helped

metal door

The domestic abuser.

wasn't to look for food but to

damn... bitch,

do this!"

hid behind Colin

especially around the mouth, bore the marks

turned and ran towards the end of the corridor, searching for food and weapons. The kids from the orphanage, even if not geniuses, were mostly sharp enough to find a way out. They

found Zoe in a

knocked on the door,

the door, crying

But there was silence.