Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Suddenly, it felt like my head was going to split open. Who was it teaching me self–defense in my hazy memories?

That voice, both foreign and familiar… Who does it belong to? Ever since that car crash when I was eighteen, who exactly had I forgotten?

I’ve always felt that I’ve forgotten someone really important, but no matter how hard I try, I just can’t remember who!

Colin winced as if in pain, clutching his neck while fixing me with a smoldering gaze before frantically rummaging around.

At last, beneath a towel, he found a bracelet.

I stared at it, astonished. It was the same bracelet I had given to a thief, the one worn by the victim of a murder.

But the victim had already been found by the police, and the bracelet should have been in their custody.

Could it be… another one just like it?

Colin clutched the bracelet, the menacing aura around him dissipated, and he retreated to a corner to curl up, like a wounded animal licking its wounds.

I took a few deep breaths, forcing myself to calm down.

During last night’s blackout, memories that weren’t mine had seeped into my mind – seemingly Foebe’s memories. I hadn’t fully digested them until now, taking this quiet moment to finally piece it all together.

Foebe was the daughter of Anthony Larson, the president of the Larson Group, and had been bartered like a commodity to the Langley family as a mere breeding tool.

To rescue the Larson family business, Foebe was priced and tagged entering the Langley household only to be forced by Samuel Langley, the man in the wheelchair, to take fértility. drugs and other medications that were too harsh for her weak heart. Overwhelmed by fear, she died when she was thrown into a room.

And due to some bizarre twist of fate or sheer coincidence, I was REBORN into her body!

“Colin?” I tried to communicate with him, needing to disguise myself and secure the trust of this man, whose sanity was still in question.

He glanced at me, his deep, mixed–race eyes seemingly capable of drawing one in, dangerously beautiful. There he was, stark naked, hiding in the corner like a perfect work of art straight out of Greek mythology. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

captivated by his beauty.

His physique was impeccable, with long, powerful legs, and fair skin. The ferocious scars on his shins and the soles of his feet did nothing to mar the beauty of his calves.

“How can I get out of here?” I asked warily, trying to keep my voice soft.

He just watched me, quietly, intently.

“Phoebe…” Suddenly, he called my name.

Instinctively, I looked up. “Yes?”

After speaking, I wasn’t sure myself was he calling Phoebe, or Foebe? The two sounded very similar.

Colin seemed suddenly agitated, his eyes rimmed with red, and he cautiously approached, obediently squatting before me.

I was surprised.

A moment ago he was like a wolf ready to hunt, and now so suddenly docile?

Sure enough, to gain his trust, I would have to pretend to be gentle with him..

Now I was no longer Phoebe, but the granddaughter–in–law of the Langley Group’s president.

Ha, the irony wasn’t lost on me. Before, I was just a nobody who couldn’t fight back, but now could I exploit this new identity? Use the Langley family’s power and influence?

Melody and Dexter were responsible for my tragic end, and I wasn’t about to let them off the hook. I had to find the murderer, and make Melody and Dexter pay back what they owed me, in full!

I would make them regret it.