Forbidden Passion

Chapter 492 You Don't Need to Be Afraid of Me

The old building's light bulb had fizzled out, leaving the room pitch black. Phoebe was chilling on the sofa, feeling the cold wind sneaking in from every crack, hitting her like a ton of bricks. She was freezing her butt off.

Phoebe shut her eyes, and bam, that old yellowed newspaper popped into her mind. Harper was there, grinning like a fool, looking at her all sweet.

Phoebe grabbed her head, burying it deep in her arms, feeling like crap.

She thought, 'Dad, is Donovan for real? Did Brandon really kill you?'

Phoebe was a mess. She couldn't wrap her head around it, but she had zilch to prove Donovan was full of it.

Even if Donovan was clueless, he wouldn't joke about his dad getting whacked. But if it was true, could she and Theodore keep living like this?

Footsteps echoed in the hallway. Phoebe's ears perked up, and she glanced at the door. A sliver of light crept in, igniting a spark of hope within her that she hadn't even acknowledged.

She waited, holding onto a sliver of hope for Theodore to arrive and declare it all a hoax. If Theodore dismissed it as falsehood, Phoebe was ready to believe every word he said.

The door creaked open, and a tall figure walked in, moving slowly towards Phoebe.

Phoebe's eyes flickered as she squinted, trying to make out who it was.

Edward looked down at her, bending slightly, tracing her outline in the air with his finger.

He said, "First day of Christmas, why so down?"

From the second Edward walked in, Phoebe knew he wasn't the one she was waiting for. She dropped her gaze and gave a bitter smile.

could Theodore

night sky, casting brief

croaked, "Why are you

tonight, so I figured you might be hiding out here." Edward plopped

when Evelyn wanted to kick Phoebe and Donovan out, Edward had a huge blowout with his

at the Vanderbilt residence, Evelyn remained adamant about their expulsion. Subsequently, Edward frequently sought out this location to seek out Phoebe.After they started dating, he was here all the time to pick her

had nowhere to go, and said, "Edward,

be over by now. Wanna go? I can take you." Edward tilted his head, still

the midnight fireworks, and she felt like it was the best moment ever.

guard for a few seconds and then asked, "Didn't Evelyn say Uncle Ziegler died in a shipwreck? Why are you bringing this up now?" Phoebe closed her eyes, contemplating the

breath, the cold air hitting her lungs, making her cough like crazy. "Edward, take me to Golden Apartment." Edward

too long, and her legs were all pins and needles. As she got up, she wobbled. Edward

her feet, frowned and walked out. Edward stood there, silently watching her head to the

step

hallway countless times, believing they would continue to do so for

steps and looked

hit her. Edward stopped in front of her, leaning in like

Phoebe watched as his shadow loomed over her,

snapped out

dusty stair railing, still in the same posture, but his eyes dimmed

kiss her. She kept walking down, too flustered

our class who was crazy about you, always asking me to pass her

Phoebe's small figure ahead, hiding his frustration and anger