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.

want to see Dexter’s face when he hears it,”

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

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

It would’ve been quite a show if she

probably the one who hated Dexter and Melody

“Her? Cried wolf one too many times, who knows if it’s really

matter anymore. Seeing

up the phone and flashing a smile at Colin.

a moment, then hesitantly spoke up.

referring

course, I did.

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I answered

displeased. His hand, which had been holding mine, slowly

that

a bit puzzled.

how could I not hate

awkward silence. Colin muttered, still gazing out the window.

to be deceiving himself, pretending I was Phoebe. “Oh.” I didn’t believe Colin recognized me; at best, he saw me as a stand–in because of my looks.

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