Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 457

"Phoebe..."

Colin was terrified by my self-harm, aware that it was my way of protesting against those shadowy figures observing me from afar.

But the last thing he wanted was for me to hurt myself.

He would rather have a Phoebe who was blissfully unaware and amnesiac than the Phoebe who was fully conscious... at least she'd be carefree.

That's why... after all these years of my memory loss, Colin preferred to suffer in silence, protecting me from the shadows, never daring to come close. He feared that seeing him might trigger my memories of our shared past.

He feared plunging me back into a hellish existence.

He wanted to save me.

He could only watch, helplessly, as I fell for someone else, never daring to come close...

The agony he must have felt.

It had to be a hundred times worse than mine.

To watch the person you love forget you and fall for someone else.

"Phoebe... look at me, please, just look at me," Colin's voice seemed so distant.

He begged me, his voice trembling, pleading for me to look into his eyes.

His eyes, deep blue like the night sky or the vast ocean...

I had once hoped to drown in those eyes of his, where death wouldn't be a punishment, but my escape.

Unfortunately.

as if I

"Phoebe."

home, and we

we're going to win,

we really escape?" I asked

the same question when I was

"No more running..."

said, no

I was eighteen, Colin had promised me we could, we

But we failed.

for the power and influence of those we were up

time, Colin

no

were our nightmare, and we

I reached up to

to my head,

kissing, struggling to breathe,

kissed the corners of my eyes, tenderly wiping away the tears on my face, his

was asking for my

didn't agree,

awkward adolescence, it was the age of hormonal

sensations of desire.

kissing like

the

willing; anything else is a violation." I

Colin seemed easily

he could

could control his instincts

the past was like a beast trapped in a cage,

resisting that nature for