Chapter 261

As I stood by the door, my heart pounding like a drum, I could sense the tension before Stella even burst into the room. Her footsteps faltered, and her eyes widened in shock. “Phoebe…”

I was dressed in an old outfit, one that probably reminded her too much of ‘Phoebe‘.

Even Robin was caught off guard, cursing under his breath. “Dexter, are you out of your mind?”

“She’s Foebe, not Phoebe; you’re the one who’s crazy,” Robin growled, stepping forward to inspect me. “Foebe, you’re coming with us.”

I stared blankly at Robin, my expression one of pure confusion. “Who are you?”

Stella’s breath hitched. “Phoebe, it’s me, Stella.”

I looked at her. “Stella, why are you here? And who is he?”

Stella advanced with nervous steps, taking my hand softly. “Do you remember… are you Phoebe Caldwell or Foebe Larson?”

I paused, a frown etching my features. “Huh? I’m Phoebe Caldwell…”

Robin swore again. “Fuck… Dexter, you psycho, what the hell did you do to her?”

not going anywhere with you. She’s free to make her own choices, and you’ve got

listen to him. I’m here to take you away,” Stella’s eyes brimmed with tears as she reached out to me. “Don’t you

I clutched at my head, a surge of pain following

Colin…

Caleb…

his arms tightening around me, his gaze warning Stella. “If you don’t want to see her hurt, stop bringing up things that will upset her!”

clenched her fists, barely containing her fury. “You’re disgusting,

remained silent, neither denying

Let’s get you back to bed,” Dexter said, guiding me towards the

relentless. “Phoebe…”

her back.

but before the door

nodded to

think Damian was that

therapy could cause temporary memory

Damian’s experiment didn’t seem to have worked

I’ll talk some sense into them,” Dexter reassured me

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