Forbidden Passion

Chapter 567

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, seeing Theodore still

wanna be around Theodore

nose

balcony a bit longer until she was freezing. Then

Despite his calm look now, he could be terrifying when he got

the coat rack and made for the door, letting Theodore know without

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 got outside the apartment complex, Cindy's car was already

pale face and couldn't help but worry, "Why do you look

buckled up and said,

and drove off. They didn't go far,

the bartender, a buddy of Cindy's,

state, Evelyn must be even more upset. I should check on her," Cindy said softly, looking

head, "No need. You know my mom.

I can't just

been tight for almost a decade. Back in school, Cindy practically lived at Phoebe's 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 kinda

"Give it a few

Reynolds' company after he got back? How could he just be gone?" Cindy frowned. Phoebe traced the rim of her glass, staring at the sunset-colored drink, "The roads were icy 'cause of the

in summer, falling into the sea was a death sentence, let

into the sea, even ten lives

say. She rubbed Phoebe's back and said, "Phoebe,

her drink. The liquid burned her throat, making

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