Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 267

“Phoebe?”

“Phoebe…”

My consciousness slowly returned, and I could hear someone calling my name.

It was Dexter.

“Damian, what’s wrong with her? She looks… off,” Dexter asked with an anxious edge to

his voice.

“Did you give her the medication I prescribed on time?” Damian inquired.

“I made sure she took it at the exact hour every day. There’s no mistake.”

“Memory erasure and reconstruction isn’t an overnight process. She shouldn’t be experiencing amnesia right now. If she’s forgotten, be careful – it might be an act. You need to keep reinforcing the psychological suggestions, keep stimulating her environment, and don’t skip the medication. Bring her to the clinic on schedule for hypnotherapy and electroconvulsive therapy,” Damian instructed seriously.

Dexter fell silent for a moment before speaking. “Damian, is this fair to her?”

“Her mother wanted her to live an ordinary life, just like any other child. She’s ill; she needs treatment,” Damian insisted firmly.

But Dexter hesitated. “Is she really Phoebe? Do souls really cross over to other bodies?”

responded coolly, “That’s something you need to ask yourself: who

her to be?”

took Dexter a long time to reply. “Phoebe. I want Phoebe to come back.”

do

I opened my eyes, Damian

bed. Seeing me awake, he was

at him and said, “Dexter, I’d

paused, then nodded. “I’ll have someone fetch it for you

the housekeeper brought the mango

He coaxed, trying to feed

smile. “I remember how much you love

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in reality, it was Colin who adored mango tapioca pudding.

fingers stiffened noticeably, and he

I want you

at the mangoes in the bowl

yet you pretend to be him, leading me to form false memories, mistrusting and tormenting

shock to confusion as he

watched as his face broke out in hives after

amnesia, I

anymore.