Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 259

Chapter 259

Dexter, she’s not Phoebe…”

The last fragments of consciousness hung on Melody’s tearful declaration that I wasn’t Phoebe.

“Phoebe is dead.”

I knew she was scared, panicking.

But why the panic? She was so confident before, so sure Dexter would marry her. Now, why the tears?

When I woke up again, everything was stark white. I found myself in a strangely familiar yet foreign place.

It was the Fitzgerald family mansion, the bedroom I had lived in for many years.

My vision was a bit numb. I tried to move my arm, but my body wasn’t quite under my control.

“Miss Phoebe…” a familiar voice called out my name.

“Miss, dinner’s ready,” said Wendy, the housekeeper, calling out to me.

I sat up with a headache, looking down at the clothes I was wearing, feeling a bit out of it.

These pajamas… they were a gift from Hailey.

“Miss, the young master is back,” Wendy said with a smile from outside the door.

familiar yet

at large, Dexter. You have

dangerous times. That murderer is so vicious, took so many lives, and is still

the others were discussing the murderer,

in her white sundress, gentle as a stream. She was the

why I trembled at the sight of them.

the feeling

through my mind – they

the thought, numbly backing away, breathing fast and

upstairs, looking at me anxiously. “Don’t be afraid. They’re just here for a get–together; join us for

voice was unusually gentle, far from

with fear, watching him warily.

was wrong before; I’ll never hurt you again.”

me,

his hand, my

actually wanted to… break his

me spacing out and

cried out in fear, quickly

Dexter I feared, but the thoughts swirling in my

came up the stairs,

soft and

watched her with suspicion,

“Phoebe?”

stepped towards Melody.

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