Chapter 567 I'll Come Pick up Phoebe

Phoebe got locked outta the kitchen. After a sec of thinking, she strolled into the living room and plopped down on the single sofa farthest from Theodore.

They both sat there, quiet as mice, with the TV blaring in the background. Neither of them gave a damn about the other.

Some variety show was on. After some fancy piano tunes, the host showed up. The folks on the show were tight, totally getting each other's jokes. In no time, they had the audience cracking up. Phoebe wanted to laugh, but she just couldn't. The people on stage seemed like they were just trying too hard.

Outta nowhere, her phone buzzed. Phoebe checked it and saw Cindy was calling. After a quick pause, she got up and headed to the balcony to take the call.

Cindy's voice was all careful, like she was walking on eggshells, "Hey, Phoebe, I heard Donovan's dead. Is that true?"

Phoebe leaned against the wall. The balcony was colder than inside, and the chill was getting to her.

She replied, "Yeah."

It took Cindy a while to speak again, "How could this happen? I was shocked when I heard. Phoebe, this must be really tough for Evelyn, right?"

Phoebe stared at her toes, "She's gotta accept it eventually."

The dead were gone, and the living had no choice but to deal with it.

Cindy could sense Phoebe's low mood and felt a pang of sadness, "Phoebe, wanna go out for a drink with me?"

floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony,

wanna be around

her nose and said, "Okay, come pick

the balcony a bit longer until she was freezing. Then she went back into the

her grip on her phone. She was actually pretty scared of Theodore. Despite his calm look now, he could be terrifying when he got mad. She said, "Cindy needs

down jacket from the coat rack and made for

she left. Only after the door had been closed for a while did he look away and turn off the boring TV with the remote. When Phoebe

noticed Phoebe's pale face and couldn't help but worry, "Why

up and said,

didn't go far, just to

the bartender, a buddy of Cindy's, made them

upset. I should check on her," Cindy said softly,

need. You know my

I can't just

place. Evelyn would whip up meals for her, and Donovan always had her back. Now, with Donovan's accident, if Cindy shrugged them off, it made her seem

sighed, "Give it a few

he got back? How could he just be gone?" Cindy frowned. Phoebe traced the rim of her glass, staring

summer, falling into the sea was

ten lives wouldn't

know what to say. She rubbed Phoebe's back and

sip of her drink. The liquid burned her throat,

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