Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

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.

was so familiar

at large, Dexter. You have to protect Melody.”

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

Hank and the others were discussing the murderer, a scene

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

recoiled, not understanding why I trembled

shake the feeling that

through my mind – they

with the thought, numbly backing away, breathing

Dexter came upstairs, looking at me anxiously. “Don’t be afraid.

far

dodged with fear, watching him warily. “Don’t… don’t touch

was wrong before; I’ll never hurt you again.” Dexter’s promise was sincere as if

out to me, asking for my trust.

at his hand, my

I thinking? I actually wanted to… break his hand.

He saw me spacing out and tried

cried out in fear,

Dexter I feared, but the

are you okay?” Melody came up the stairs, step by step. “Come down for dinner.”

was soft

watched her with suspicion, my pupils dilated.

“Phoebe?”

stepped towards Melody.