Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

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Ethan's gaze wasn't that of a father looking at his son. It was more like he was staring at a lunatic, a monster.

But there was also a hint of pity...

Ethan seemed to feel sorry for Colin.

But it was far from pure paternal love; it seemed tinged with a complex mix of emotions.

Underneath the photograph, my mother had noted that Zero's ‘emotional turmoil appeared to be more intense than Phoebe's, with possible tendencies towards violence and abuse, but it wasn't yet confirmed, requiring further observation.

Suddenly, my head throbbed painfully, and a voice echoed in my mind.

"Phoebe, you can't have children of your own." "Phoebe... I'm sorry, darling, but there's something wrong with your and Colin's genetics." "Shirley, what are you telling the child?"

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In my memories, my mother's voice was laden with guilt, my father's voice was scolding, and then the sound of packing.

"Don't burden the child with negative emotions, act normal, don't give anything away. I'll put the bags in the car. After the ceremony at the orphanage today, we'll leave Sea City." My mother was sobbing, holding me tight. "Phoebe... I'm so sorry, darling, it's all my fault." "We don't have much time. He has eyes everywhere. We need to leave," my father urged.

"Did you give all the documents and evidence to the police?" my mother sounded scared.

"I'd be too obvious. | sent Mr. Larson instead.” "Can we trust Mr. Larson?" my mother sounded doubtful.

"He owes us his life. His wife couldn't conceive, remember? ‘You did their IVF treatment, so he's grateful to us." In the memory, my father seemed to place great trust in Mr.

Larson.

But who was Mr. Larson?

| tugged at my hair as my headache intensified.

This memory was hazy, but | could discern that on the day of the car accident, my parents were unusually tense. They seemed to be planning to evade someone, to take me and flee.

And they had entrusted 'Mr. Larson’ with handing over some evidence to the police.

Clearly, the outcome suggested that 'Mr. Larson’ had betrayed my father's trust. He didn't hand over the evidence to the police; he might even have sold out my father.

That's why my parents ended up in that deliberate, severe car accident on the overpass with Ethan.

"Honey..." Colin's whiny voice pulled me back to reality. | instinctively shut off my phone and turned around to find myself enveloped in his embrace.

My breathing quickened.

Was Dexter telling the truth? Did Colin really imprison and abuse me? At least, that's what my mother's journal suggested.

But without my memories, | couldn't trust the journal alone.

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Because right now... | didn't trust my parents.

Until the truth came out, | couldn't even trust myself.

"Honey, | feel dizzy." Colin wrapped his arms around me and we tumbled under the covers, where he began his peacocking, no, his siren's seduction.

Those long, powerful legs entwined me, leaving no chance for escape.

"Phoebe..." He held me from behind, slowly tightening his embrace.

My ears were burning, and something else was insistently pressing against my lower back. That scoundrel! "Phoebe, I'll just rub a little. | won't enter." "Get lost." "Phoebe, please..." Is it too late to neuter him now?

Thankfully, he still had some sense, knowing my body couldn't handle it. He really did just touch, without going any further. But even that was too much! His hands were everywhere! "Caleb Langley!" And just when Caleb's breath was at its hottest, the phone rang.

His eyes turned icy, as if he could Kill.

| couldn't help but smile smugly. "Answer the phone." He wouldn't. | reached for it, and he objected.

"What if it's important?" He gritted his teeth and glanced at the screen. It was Finn.

"He better have a good reason." "Caleb! I've got Phoebe Caldwell's autopsy report and the genetic tests of the fetus she was carrying. There's something off! Get down to the forensics lab now!"

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