Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 500

Now, I realize how childish I've been.

My death wouldn't hurt any villains; it would only bring endless sorrow and despair to those I care about, breaking them over and over again.

With all the strength I could muster, I lifted my hands to cup Colin's face, managing a weak smile. "Colin... long time no see."

Long time no see.

My Colin.

Colin's body stiffened for a moment, and as he closed his eyes, hot tears fell on my eyelashes.

Why such a crybaby...

You wouldn't guess it from his brawling days.

"I've prayed countless times, hoping nothing would happen to you..." Colin whispered, his voice trembling.

"So, even geniuses believe in a higher power, huh?" I smiled weakly.

He smiled back. "Not in a higher power... but when you're feeling empty, you need something to hold onto, Phoebe."

I stared at him, suddenly remembering a small incident buried deep in my memory.

A seemingly trivial event, yet so vivid in my mind.

I remembered a high school classmate whose grandmother, despite knowing there were no gods, prayed fervently every day for her granddaughter's health, battling cancer. She climbed the mountain, step by step, without rest, to pray for her granddaughter's recovery.

girl, calling her grandmother superstitious and

I couldn't

on the brink

really help? There are no gods

with a smile: "My grandmother is

stunned, unable to

But now, I understand.

the moment they started seeing me as

I have

until Colin doesn't need

can't be with her...

just look at

look like,

said possessively,

anyone else.

thought I'd be jealous

"Okay..."

indulged me

...

of jealousy,

felt more like

worries, no fears, just peaceful

It felt wonderful.

how long I'd slept when I was

It was Finn.