Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 262

Melody’s forehead was adorned with a bandage, making her look fragile and innocent.

Her voice was choked with emotion, barely above a whisper. “Dexter.”

Dexter was visibly irritated and snapped at Stella, “This is none of your business; you’ve got no right to stick your nose in my affairs. I’d advise you to stop agitating her!”

I hid behind the door, listening until the hallway fell silent, then made my way to the window to watch Stella and Robin walk away.

Dexter had a point; the Langley residence was no longer safe, but here, here was a temporary sanctuary.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

Someone rapped on the door.

Without waiting for an invitation, they barged in.

It was Melody.

don’t seriously believe… that you’re Phoebe

the side, feigning confusion. “What are you talking about?

the act! You’re not Phoebe; you never were. Damian’s hypnotherapy never worked on you because you’ve been

help but laugh. “Aren’t

shock. “So it’s true. You’ve been faking it. You never

giving Dexter what he wanted the perfect Phoebe,”

gone, and now you’re setting your sights on Dexter, aren’t you? I won’t let you

a smirk, my hand reaching for Melody’s throat. “Caleb isn’t dead. And if he

dead. He was coming for

eyes widened with terror as she struggled in vain; she was no match for

could strangle

it would

slapping myself across the face in a mimicry of the old Melody, covering my

stone, a surge

her throat, panic–stricken, looking

it, she is

surprise, Dexter slapped Melody across the face.

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