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.

Dexter’s face when he hears it,” I said through

into vengeful spirits after death- because hatred intensifies with death. It never fades.

I once had for him, the hope I held as I died that he would save me, was now equal to the hatred I bore.

to the hospital. It would’ve been quite a show if she were here.” Stella said

was probably the one who hated Dexter and Melody the

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

Seeing

I said, hanging up the phone

moment, then hesitantly spoke up. “Do you…

was referring to

course, I

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answered

His hand, which had been holding mine, slowly loosened, and he turned to

that about?

was a bit

how could I not hate

Colin muttered, still gazing out the window.

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

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