Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

I was standing at the door when Violette burst in.

She paused in her tracks and then looked at me in astonishment. "Sophia..."

I was wearing my old clothes and probably looked too much like "Sophia."

Even Zion was startled. He cursed, "Damien, are you sick?"

"She’s Sofia, not Sophia! You’ve gone mad! Sofia, come back with us,"

Zion said, stepping forward to look at me as he cursed under his breath.

I looked at Zion blankly. "Who are you?"

Violette took a deep breath. "Sophia, it’s me. I’m Violette."

looked at Violette. "Violette, why are you here? Who is he?"

Violette approached anxiously and took my hand. She whispered, "Do you remember if you’re Sophia or Sofia?"

I paused in confusion. "Huh? I’m Sophia."

Meanwhile, Zion cursed again. "D*mn it! Damien, you’re insane! What did you do to her?"

Damien stepped forward to protect me. "I told you she won’t go with you. It’s her choice, and you have no right to interfere."

"Sophia , he’s nothing but trash. Don’t believe him. I’ve come to take you away.

Don’t you remember? Dexter is still waiting for you. He’s your husband." Violette’s eyes reddened, and she reached out to me.

"Dexter..."’ I backed off while covering my head in pain.

Dexter.

Dexter.

"Sophia." Damien held me tightly and warned Violette. "Violette, she’s unstable. If you don’t want her to die, don’t mention things that will trigger her!"

Violette clenched her fists in suppressed rage. She had the urge to devour Damien alive! "You’re disgusting. Did Sophia’s previous memory loss have anything to do with you?"

Damien didn’t speak. He neither refuted nor admitted.

"Sophia, don’t be afraid. Ignore them. Go back and rest." Damien tried to take me back to the room.

Violette was not willing to give up. "Sophia..."

Zion held Violette back.

Damien helped me into the room. Before closing the door, I looked back at Violette and winked at her.

Violette paused, then nodded cautiously at me.

Did Damien really think Peter was that capable?

Indeed, electroshock therapy could cause temporary memory confusion or even amnesia.

However , something went wrong this time, and Peter’s experiment didn’t seem very successful.

"Sophia, don’t listen to them. Rest well. I’ll go talk to them." Damien sat me down on the bed. He squatted before me and spoke in a gentle voice. It was as if he loved me deeply.

I didn’t speak. All I did was numbly sat there while watching him stand up and leave.

"The ones who want Sofia dead are the Blacks. Can anyone from the Blacks even be trusted? Sending her back there is like sending her to her death.

And Violette, do you think you can protect her, or can Zion, just a traffic cop, protect her?" Damien warned Zion and Violette in a low voice.

"Damien, you’re nothing but a sc*m!" Violette wanted to lash out on him.

But Zion held her back. "Given the Blacks’ current situation, no one can be trusted. Sofia is safer here. She seems like she can’t handle any stress at the moment."

Violette breathed heavily. "Damien, you didn’t cherish her when she was alive, and now you’re doing these things. You’re truly despicable."

Damien looked down. "I will make it up to her."

"Make it up to her? Is your idea of making up for it to trap her by your side while she’s having mixed memories and also to keep your first love close? You’re quite audacious. Aren’t you afraid of choking for wanting both?"

Violette then turned to look at Juliet, who had returned after having her injuries examined.

Juliet had a bandage on her forehead. She looked fragile and innocent.

Her voice was choked, and she whispered softly, "Damien." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Damien was somewhat annoyed. He warned Violette, "This is my business and it’s not your place to interfere. I warn you not to continue triggering her!"

I hid behind the door and listened for a while. Only after it quieted outside did I walk to the window to watch Violette and Zion leave.

Damien was right about one thing. The Blacks were unsafe, and for now, it was safer here.

There was a knock on the door.

I hadn’t agreed to let the person in, but she entered anyway.

It was Juliet.

She stood there while asking in a probing tone, "Sofia? You don’t really think you’re Sophia now, do you?".

I tilted my head. "What are you talking about ? Who’s Sofia ? I’m Sophia ."

Juliet’s face darkened and she clenched her fists tightly. "Sofia, stop pretending! You’re not Sophia! Peter’s hypnotic therapy won’t work on you because you’re not her! You’re just pretending in front of Damien!"

I laughed. "How clever of you!"

Juliet looked at me in shock. "So you were pretending. You haven’t lost your memory at all."

"Right, I’m just playing along with Damien. He wants me to be Sophia, so I’m letting him have his way." I smiled as I walked up to Juliet.

Juliet glared at me. "Sofia, since Dexter died, you’ve set your sights on Damien, right? I won’t let you get away with this. I’ll protect Damien."

"Are you so devoted? I’d like to see how you protect him. Dexter won’t die. If he does, I’ll make sure all of you die with him." My lips curled up, and I raised my hand to Juliet’s neck.

Dexter wouldn’t die. He’d come for me.

Juliet looked at me in terror. She struggled hard, but she was no match for me, I should just strangle her.

I should just break her neck.

"Ah!" The moment Damien entered the door, I released my grip. I slapped myself the way Juliet used to do, then covered my face while crying and shaking my head. "Damien, what... what is she talking about? I don’t understand. Who’s Sofia?"

Damien’s face instantly darkened. He glared at Juliet. "Juliet!"

Juliet covered her neck and looked at Damien in panic.

"Damien, she’s pretending! She’s Sofia! She..."

"Shut up!" Damien actually gave Juliet a slap.

Meanwhile, I watched the scene with a smile on my lips.

So this was how it felt when Juliet used to act and watch Damien lay his hands on me.

Was this considered karma?

"Damien, did you just hit me?!" Juliet covered her cheek. She didn’t seem to expect Damien to hit her for my sake. Crying, she turned and ran away.

Damien looked back at me in a panic. "Sophia, don’t listen to her nonsense. It took me so much effort to get you back."

His voice trembled, then he held me tightly in his arms.

Did he say it took him a lot of effort to get me back?

How laughable.

"Sophia, I won’t let you leave me again. I won’t be fooled by her anymore. I believe you, Sophia. I only trust you." His voice choked up as if he really wanted to make up for all his past mistakes with me.

Too bad, I found him just a nuisance now.