Chapter 34 Weight on the Chest

She glanced into the hospital room. The bed was a mess, evidence of a recent intense struggle. Young people just don't know moderation. If only Phoebe could get pregnant with a grandchild for the Reynolds family.

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Down at the hospital's entrance, Theodore caught up to Phoebe and pulled her into his car, speeding towards the apartment.

Restlessly scrolling through her phone, Phoebe sat in the passenger seat.

Theodore, driving, glanced at her occasionally. "How did you and Vanessa end up falling off the second-floor balcony the other day?" Phoebe paused her scrolling. "I thought you wouldn't ask."

Theodore frowned, "How could I not ask about something that serious?"

Turning to look at him, after a few seconds of silence, Phoebe took a gamble, "If I said Miss Fitzroy pulled me down, would you believe me?" "She can't swim; she wouldn't do that," Theodore replied without hesitation. "Don't try to pin this on her, Phoebe."

felt a sharp twinge

knew it was

"I can't swim either... and I don't like you. I had no reason

Don't you know that's dangerous?" The car behind them almost slammed into their

dark. Through clenched teeth, he said, "You don't like a man like me? Are you blind?" Phoebe closed her eyes, replying,

Theodore fell silent.

Phoebe at her apartment building and, without waiting for her to go inside, drove off, leaving

dragging her weary body back to her apartment, the first thing she did was take a

for choosing to save Vanessa first that day, leaving her alone by the lake,

of noodles and watched

perked up upon learning that the artist she auditioned for the talent show had made it through with flying colors, securing an A rating for the first

a close eye on Noah Myersarlton's performance on the show, see how he measures up. I'll discuss

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