Chapter 303

"Pretty good," Dexter nodded, trying to take my hand.

I sidestepped Dexter's advance, standing there with an indifferent air.

Dexter looked down, then turned to descend the stairs.

"Dexter," I called after him, a question forming on my lips. "Why do you think I'm Phoebe?"

He paused mid-step, turned to look at me. "Because you are..."

"And what if tomorrow someone else claims she's Phoebe? How would you choose then?" I scoffed.

Dexter hesitated. "That won't happen. I'd recognize you."

Would he really?

Colin would recognize me in a heartbeat.

But Dexter? I wasn't so sure.

If Melody and Damian's scheme actually worked, would Colin and Dexter still recognize me?

Would they trust me?

Dexter opened his mouth to say something but then just bowed his head and continued downstairs.

the nanny, Wendy,

on Celebration Street is

stared at Wendy, perplexed. What

quickly let go and retreated into

Wendy left, my legs felt

Celebration Street is

like a

in code to Phoebe or

nanny

try this sea bass, it's your favorite," Wendy said during

slightly. She knew I didn't eat sea

Wendy spoke again. "Miss, the weather's warming up. Maybe you and Mr. Fitzgerald could get some fresh air, admire the

is allergic to fields of tulips. It could cause

have forgotten..." Wendy nodded

me more food and reached out with

pulled away, still resistant

to ladle

eyes nearly

"I'd like an egg,

and carefully peeled it, placing it on

and smirked. "Dexter, I can't eat

stirring

Making a scene.

going to make it as difficult as

making trouble but letting me be. It was like he was at his wit's end. "Melody, I'm sorry, but from now on, you'll eat in your room. I'll have

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