Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace - Chapter 204

Chapter 204: CHAPTER 204 Chapter 204: CHAPTER 204 “Sophia…” As if he went mad, he suddenly reached out to grab my throat and called me by my name.

I raised a brow and stared at him-how did he recognize me?

“You got the wrong person.

She’s not Sophia, just a lookalike,” Howard gave Mark a reminder, lest the situation escalates.

He then added, “You’ve actually gone crazy.

How do you see everyone as Sophia?” Evidently triggered, Mark didn’t care about what Howard had to say.

“Do you still remember what you did to me?” He asked before beginning to take off his pants.

I stared at him in panic and furiously tried to free myself from his grasp, but his grip was too strong.

For fear of tainting my eyes, I instinctively shut my eyes when his pants fell down his legs.

“If you didn’t ruin me…

I would’ve been married with kids by now,” He sneered.

“This is all your fault!” His voice was dripping with hatred as he claimed that Sophia ruined his life.

My entire face was red from asphyxiation as I felt my consciousness slipping away.

“Get a hold of yourself, Mark.” Howard was starting to be afraid as well.

It was clear that Mark had wanted me dead.

He called a few people over to drag the latter away, but the man refused to let go of me.

“Go to hell, Sophia.

You madwoman, madwoman!” He yelled repeatedly, “Madwoman.” Just as I was about to lose consciousness, the lights abruptly went out again.

The lights on this floor seemed to go out randomly.

I ignored the pain on my neck and drove the dagger Damien gave me into Mark’s wrist.

He screamed in agony as he finally let go of me.

I fell onto the floor with my breathing ragged.

Due to the lack of oxygen, my head felt like it was about to split open.

Some of my forgotten memories seemed to have returned at that moment.

“How many times did you assault her by taking advantage of her disability?” In my memory, I stood in the basement of the orphanage questioning someone coldly.

Tied to a chair in front of me was the man who tried to strangle me-Mark Cruz.

“It seems like the stab wounds I gave Jayden didn’t faze you.

How could you still have the do something like this to him” My smile was terrifying in the memory.

Carol was curled up and trembling in the corner.

Her eyes were red from crying and she was fully naked There were also bloodstains in between her legs.

She’d been assaulted-it was clear as day.

On the chair, Mark was also completely nude.

He stared at me in fear and panic.

“Sophia you lunatic, what are you trying to do!” “If you can’t control your dick…

you should just cut it off.” I approached him with a knife in hand.

Then, I drove it downwards in one swift motion.

The horrifying screams and gory image of blood floated into my head.

I was appalled and disgusted-did I really do all of this?

“Sophia you lunatic!” The screams kept echoing.

My breathing hastened as I tried to back up into hiding.

In the pitch black environment, I was terrified.

Dexter…

Where is Dexter?

As it turned out, I really do think of Dexter when I feel extremely anxious and afraid.

With the rapid sound of flickering, the lights came on again.

Everyone held their breath.

There was another body suspended from the ceiling, and it was none other than Mark Cruz.

Everytime the lights went out, someone would end up dead.

But who on earth killed him?

Joel, Damien, Carol, Quinn, Juliet…

None of them were here.

Was there a killer amongst this group of people as well?

Everyone held their breath and glanced at their surroundings cautiously.

I leaned against the wall breathing rapidly.

Then, I looked down at my own hands only to find them covered in blood…

I’d only cut Mark’s arm with the knife though, there shouldn’t be this much blood on my hands.

I tucked my hand behind my back instinctively and tried to hastily rub the blood off.

It wasn’t me…

I didn’t kill him.

But why was there so much blood on my hands?

“It’s her!” Howard suddenly accused.

“I saw the blood on her hands.” “Lunatic…

all the people around the lunatic are also lunatics!” Everyone started getting worked up.

“If it were up to me, I say we should kill his wife if he didn’t let us out.” Howard said in a low voice, trying to turn me into their target.

“Yeah!

Let us out, or else we’ll kill her!” They surrounded me and yelled at the camera.

My entire body froze as I sat on the floor.

“Killing me won’t do anything.

Dexter isn’t the one behind all of this,” I said.

“Even if he was…

Killing me would still be useless-he’s already abandoned me.” “Killing you would still be an excellent outlet for my anger,” Someone scoffed.

I clenched my fists and tried to calm myself.

Then, I said, “Instead of wasting time on me, you should be looking for an exit before the lights go off again,” “Haven’t you realized that someone dies every time it blacks out?

If I had the strength to kill someone and hang them from the ceiling, I wouldn’t be sitting here listening to your bullshit.” I leaned against the wall and got on my feet, staring cautiously at the people around me.

They could make a move anytime, and I only had myself for defense right now.

“I found the exit!” Just as Howard was about to provoke them further, Damien’s voice rang out from the other end of the corridor.

Everyone immediately turned around and rushed in the direction of his voice.

“Sophia…” He ran over from the opposite direction.

Then, he took a backward glance and said softly, “They’re already on the 16th floor.

Follow me.” He held my wrist and led me down the end of the corridor.

My breathing got heavier and my headache worsened.

Just as we got to the exit, the entire floor blacked out again with a loud snap.

Howard and the rest of them were already downstairs, only me Damien were technically s standing on the 17th.

My heart immediately leaped to my throat.

In the dark, I seemed to instinctively push Damien onto the top of the staircase.

“Go…” A loud bang was heard.

I stood beside the stairwell and felt someone shove me from behind in the dark.

Then, I fell down the stairs.

As I fell down the building, I heard Damien’s panicked voice.

“Sophia!” The minute hit the ground, I felt incredibly dazed from the impact couldn’t feel the pain, but it felt like my consciousness and my body were separated.

The stairwell wasn’t that high up, so it didn’t get me killed.

The entire 16th floor was lit-up.

I felt like my nose was bleeding, and my consciousness was slowly slipping away.

I didn’t know how long I was unconscious for.

I heard people arguing.

“You still think she’s Sophia, don’t you?

How many times do I need to tell you that she’s a fraud?” “You’re thinking too much.”Damien’s voice was low, as though he was suppressing his anger.

“What is it then?

Why did you go back to save her?

Why were you so anxious when she fell down?

“Why are you so afraid?

Are you in love with her?” Juliet snapped relentlessly.

At that moment, she didn’t look like ‘Sophia’ at all.

Even if it were me staying at the Colemans’ after I lost my memory, I would’ve never questioned Damien that way.

Poor Damien…

Putting up with this and pretending to believe in her lies.

“Is she alright?

She’s not dead is she?” Joel mumbled at the side.

Quinn caressed my forehead and said in a soft voice, “It’s nothing serious, I’m only worried she has a concussion.

We should get her out to a hospital as soon as possible.” “Are all her limbs intact?” He threw out a series of questions but none of them were any good.

I only felt the excruciating pain from all over my body when I forced my eyes open.

Unable to suppress it, I let out a sound of pain.

“She’s awake!” Joel rushed over in joy and helped me up.

“Are you alright?”