Chapter 299

My steps faltered, and I turned back to look at Dexter.

“I don’t remember ever having a dog…”

I was lying through my teeth.

Dexter looked taken aback for a second before he swiftly changed the subject. “Phoebe, if you don’t remember, then let it go. It’s not worth dwelling on, and it’s not exactly a fond memory.”

I stepped into my room and quickly shut the door before Dexter could follow.

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Leaning against the door, I pulled out my phone, determined to log into account. I knew my parents had maintained a social media profile to chronicle my upbringing.

“Phoebe…” Dexter’s voice didn’t fade from the other side of the

voor He

ed like he had a world of

things to say.

But I really didn’t want to hear it.

“Phoebe, I’m sorry, I know it’s too late for words now, but I…”

“Mr. Fitzgerald, Miss Melody took a nasty fall from the attic, looks pretty bad.”

Melody had pulled one of her stunts. Her way of vying

Dexter’s concern

Busy man indeed.

how he scurried about for Melody, dancing to her tune without a

see the look on Dexter’s face when he’d find out that it wasn’t

it was I who had distracted the kidnappers, but when Dexter came to, it was Melody he saw I had been discovered by the kidnappers and was knocked out cold, landing me in the hospital for days. By the time

was naive enough to take

into the account, I sprawled on

of my life, my parents documented my life.

day of my birth, the photo they posted featured four of us: myself, my parents,

person holding me was Damian. Despite his smile, he looked downright eerie, giving me the chills

looking at

lurking in the

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Dad’s antics. Doctor says she might be on the autism spectrum,

together. We won’t

and the therapy seems to be working. No developmental delays, normal intelligence, but her personality is… off.”

age two, decided to feed the goldfish

and had used a paring knife to kill a snake.” That post’s photo showed just me, but I could see a foot in the doorway. It was Damian’s, confirming he

through the records, picking

killing a snake? Quite the fearless

came by today; he says he’s quite fond of

was an incident with me before the age of five,

Coincidence?

a wave of

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