Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

Damien frowned as he looked at Zion and Eason. He said, "She’s Una."

I was perplexed. Una? Wasn’t I Sophia?

Eason coldly chuckled before leaving with Zion. The basement fell deathly silent once everyone left.

"Listen to me, Sophia. Don’t tell anyone else that you’re Sophia Milford from now onward,’ Damien said, looking at me anxiously. "If someone asks, you tell them that you’re Una and you don’t have any other memories. Just tell them you don’t know no matter what they ask you."

"Why?" I looked at him, confused.

"There are too many people out there who might be from Genome Society. It might even be someone around us. Don’t trust anyone else other than me." Damien held my hand tightly.

His gaze grew even more anxious under the dim lights. "From now onward, you can’t live as Sophia anymore. You have to go by Una-because Sophia Milford is already dead to the public."

I looked at Damien in shock. Sophia Milford was already dead? But why, when I was clearly still alive?

"Don’t ask me why, don’t leave me, and don’t go down the mountains. We can live with the kids together in the mountains, okay?" He took my hand and led me up.

I watched his back, saying nothing.

Before going to sleep, Damien handed me some more medicine. I was perplexed. Didn’t I just take them? Why did I have to take them again?

"They’ll help with your sleep," he softly coaxed.

"Let’s sleep together, Sophia. I’ll stay by your side, so don’t be afraid." He wanted to sleep with me.

I looked at the medicine and fell silent. I shook my head and replied, "I want to sleep alone.’

Damien looked somewhat hurt. "I’m worried that you might feel afraid in the night, Sophia."

I took the pills and put them into my mouth before taking a sip of water. ’I’m sorry, I’m still not used to sleeping with you."

Damien was taken aback. Indeed, he had never spent the night with Sophia before this. He would always leave whenever he was done with her, telling her disdainfully that he felt disgusted seeing her.

"I’m sorry," he said hoarsely before getting up and leaving in a hurry.

The person who had the hardest time accepting the past was actually Damien.

As soon as he left, I ran into the bathroom and spat out the pills.

What would happen if I didn’t take these pills?

After rinsing my mouth, I sat in the bathroom for the longest time.

The woman who was mentally ill... Ms. Ewing, who suddenly showed up and warned me from taking the medications and not to trust anyone...

And also Dexter, whom I had no recollection of in my mind.

What exactly had happened?

"Mom?" The door opened quietly, and Ashton’s head popped out to look at me.

I walked out of the bathroom and looked at him. I asked, "Why aren’t you asleep yet?"

"I can’t sleep, Mom. Can I sleep with you?" Ashton looked around before slipping into my room.

"Let’s sleep, then," I coaxed softly, lying on the bed. Yet, Ashton kept on staring at me and refused to go to sleep.

"Are you not sleepy?’ I asked in a soft voice.

Ashton nodded. ’Mom."

He only called out to me cautiously, seemingly hesitant to speak.

I could tell that Ashton had many things he wanted to tell me, yet he wasn’t saying anything. I didn’t know how to ask about them either.

He ended up falling asleep while curled up in my embrace. At that moment, he looked as if he was desperately yearning for maternal love.

Despite not taking the medicine, I remained well-rested. That meant that the pills weren’t meant to make me sleep well.

I felt much better mentally the next day. The hazy feeling in my brain seemed to disperse a little as well. "Sofia was Genome Society’s most valuable experimental subject, yet she died in Daisy’s laboratory. Genome Society must be in chaos now. Losing Sofia means losing an extremely valuable research subject

Zion and Eason were back to seal off the villa and look for valuable information in the basement this time. For some reason, I was interested in listening to Zion’s colleagues talking about Sofia Miller and Dexter Black.

One of the officers said, ’Genome Society refused to let Sofia go when she was alive. Perhaps death is a sort of escape for her.’

"Does reincarnation really exist in this world? I saw the words "Reincarnation Project" written in the laboratory records. Are they for real?"

I listened curiously. Reincarnation?

"Stop talking. ’Zion and Eason interrupted the other officers’ conversation. Their gazes were tinged with sadness.

Sofia was probably someone important to them. They wouldn’t have been so sad otherwise.

"Dexter wouldn’t just give up on Sofia so easily-unless he’s absolutely certain that he could make the Reincarnation Project a reality. Perhaps this is his version of a switcheroo," Eason softly said to Zion.

"Do you think it’s possible that Dexter gave Sofia a new identity in order to help her escape Genome Society’s pursuit? She could be truly free that way," he continued

Zion halted his steps and turned to look at Eason. ’Do you also believe in the Reincarnation Project? The experimental data shows that the first experimental subject that succeeded in reincarnating was Joel. Do you believe that Joel is Simeon?"

Eason was taken aback, frozen in place. There was a hint of conflict and anxiousness coloring his face. He subconsciously looked down and clenched his fists. "I hope he is.

"This is just a hopeful wish of the living. I don’t believe in the so-called soul reincarnation.’ As a staunch materialist, he found it hard to believe in such things despite the backing of scientific and experimental data. "Is Dexter Black... the Dexter you’re talking about?" I walked out from the corner, looking at Eason and Zion. Zion and Eason were stunned. They instinctively frowned when they saw me, turning wary.

"I’m sorry. It seems that I have forgotten a lot of things," I said, smiling apologetically.

Eason looked at me suspiciously.

"I want to know who Dexter is. "I couldn’t even explain why I was so eager to find out who he was, nor my intense curiosity behind it.

"The Dexter we’re talking about is Dexter Black, Zion explained.

"The news says that both of them are the masterminds behind the serial murder cases. Is that true?" I felt curious. Was this Dexter the person who abducted me during the rainy night and wanted to kill me?

"That’s only speculation. The media is reporting nonsense. The real mastermind is not Sofia Miller but Sophia Milford, who might have been reincarnated into Sofia. If Sophia really is the mastermind, Dexter would’ve been an accomplice," Eason calmly said.

"How could that be..." I looked at Eason in shock before looking back at my own hands.

Wasn’t I Sophia Milford? Yet Damien told me to tell everyone that I was Una. What exactly did that mean?

"Sophia Milford almost died in the serial murder cases too. How could she be the mastermind?" I anxiously said.

"She was the best at deceiving everyone," Zion said with his head lowered as he sifted through for valuable items. He sounded somewhat sad and regretful.

Eason said, ’Carol turned herself in on the day Daisy’s laboratory exploded and the laboratory in the desolate area was exposed. She didn’t die during the games in the ruined building. She merely faked her death.

"Carol said that she was from the Rebels and she had planned everything just to avenge Simeon. She wanted to kill everyone," he said, looking at me as if deliberately trying to gauge my reaction.

He continued, "Carol said that the creator of the Rebels is Sophia Milford. Both of them teamed up to do all of that.’

I looked at Eason in shock. I couldn’t understand what he was saying.

My mind was in disarray. I only felt darkness closing in and warmth in my nose. I reached out to touch my nose and realized that it was bleeding.

The world started spinning soon after, and I lost consciousness.