Chapter 113

After going a little crazy, I actually felt relieved. The Phoebe of the past was dead and gone.

I’m no longer Phoebe. No longer under Dexter’s thumb.

The nightmares he gave me, the so–called favors from the past, I’ve repaid them all.

I owed him nothing. It was he who owed me..

He owed me a life, the life of the child I carried inside me.

As I was about to leave, my phone rang.

It was Stella calling.

“Foebe, the police have recovered Phoebe’s phone, and they’ve retrieved her last voicemail before she died.”

Before heading to Tangle Lane, I had recorded my conversation with Melod

It was my smartest move yet. I didn’t trust Melody, not since she accused me of pushing her down the stairs.

Luckily, I had made that recording.

“I’ve already notified Dexter. Do you want to come over and listen?” Stella asked.

I’m coming. I want to see Dexter’s face when he hears it,” I said

vengeful spirits

once had for him, the hope I held as I died that he would save me, was

had a stomach ache and went to the hospital. It would’ve been quite a show if she were here.” Stella said in

was probably the one who

many times, who knows if it’s really a stomach

didn’t matter anymore. Seeing

‘theater“,” I said, hanging up the phone and flashing a

moment, then hesitantly spoke up. “Do you… still

was referring to

course, I

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I answered

reason, though, Colin seemed displeased. His hand, which had been holding mine, slowly loosened, and he turned to look out the

that

was a

I not hate

awkward silence. Colin muttered, still gazing out the window. “He doesn’t deserve you.”

to be deceiving himself, pretending I was Phoebe. “Oh.” I didn’t believe Colin recognized me; at best, he

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