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.

if I was

"Phoebe."

and we hid in

held me close, whispering, "Phoebe, we're going to win, we have

escape?" I asked

I was eighteen, begging

"No more running..."

said, no more

I was eighteen, Colin had promised me we could,

But we failed.

selves were no match for the power

this time, Colin said

no more

were our nightmare, and

more running..." I reached up to caress Colin's face and

hands to my head,

very good at kissing, struggling to breathe,

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

asking

agree, he wouldn't

our awkward adolescence, it was the

sensations of desire.

like

the

right when both parties are willing; anything else is a violation." I remember

then, Colin seemed easily swayed by

he could restrain

control

Colin of the past was like a beast trapped in a cage, with

nature for you was