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."

manipulator but every

of a cupcake, feeling somewhat

helping a woman who had

over, handing

doors, searching for

with a stoic

lunatic and

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

guilt should be judged by the law and fate, not by us, and certainly not by

to the person orchestrating everything from behind the

I helped him

clang, a metal door swung open,

The domestic abuser.

wasn't to look for food but

damn...

do this!"

Colin

the mouth, bore

of us make it out alive," I warned him. Finally catching on, he turned and ran towards the end of the corridor, searching for food and weapons. The kids from the orphanage,

I found Zoe in a room,

on the door, but there was no

on the door, crying for her

But there was silence.