Chapter 3

That day, I literally passed out from the pain.

Six days before my death, it was already daylight when I jolted awake.-

The sun was shining brightly after the rain. I struggled to get up from the ground and found the bloodstains between my legs dried up.

“Dexter, I’m so freaked out. What do I do?” It was Melody’s sobbing in the living room. She was shivering non–stop, saying she was on the killer’s radar. She was scared to die.

“Dexter, we checked the security footage and Melody’s definitely been marked. Should we call the cops?” a voice came by.

“No… Dexter, don’t call the police. The killer is brutal and only targets young women. The cops have found six bodies already but haven’t caught him. If we push him into a corner…” Melody shook her head in fear, refusing to call the police.

“Melody, don’t be scared,” Dexter embraced her and soothed her softly. He knew how to act gentle; it’s just that he’s never spared me an ounce of it.

I stood there, feeling awkward and stiff, caught between a rock and a hard place.

“Melody, what were you wearing when you walked through Flare Alley yesterday?” Dexter’s good buddy Chandler threw out a question.

“A red dress,” Melody replied, glancing at me. “Phoebe…”

I didn’t say anything, looked away, and my legs trembled as I walked towards the kitchen to get something to eat.

“Dexter, I have an idea to lure out that killer, and once we catch him, we can call the cops. This way, we can prevent any mistakes and keep Melody safe,” Chandler said, looking at Dexter.

Dexter nodded, “Let’s hear it.”

We’ll have cameras all around and keep

half–baked plan is that? Are you sending

again, and she spoke softly. “Phoebe, you look pale. Are you okay?”

and you’re still worried about her?” Dexter hugged Melody tighter and looked

the air. The pain in

it! She’s perfect! She almost killed

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amends!”

alike. Just send her!” his friends

and hoped to hear

knew I was afraid of the dark: there was no way I could go to such a secluded

moment, then looked at me with an icy gaze. After a long

a blow that threw me into an

hot coffee slipped from my grasp, spilling all over my hand.

burned, but

years, I tried to warm this man’s heart, but failed.

she got

go.” I refused. I couldn’t gamble with

stop pressuring Phoebe…” Melody’s eyes reddened. “Phoebe didn’t mean to push

defend her!” Dexter

Melody was startled.

stood up and stormed

head in fear,

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