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?”

she’s not going anywhere with you. She’s free to

brimmed with tears as she reached out to me. “Don’t you remember? Colin’s waiting for you; he’s your husband.”

head, a surge

Colin…

Caleb…

don’t want to see her hurt, stop bringing up things that

fury. “You’re disgusting, Dexter.

neither denying

you back to bed,” Dexter said,

was relentless.

held her back.

Dexter help me into the room, but before the door closed, I turned and winked at Stella.

then nodded

Dexter really think Damian was

therapy could cause temporary memory confusion, even amnesia.

Damian’s experiment didn’t seem

up, I’ll talk some sense into them,” Dexter reassured me gently, as if he truly cared,

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