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, grabbed me,

tree on Celebration Street

Wendy, perplexed. What

go and retreated into a more formal tone.

left, my legs felt

on Celebration Street is

sounded like a

in code to

nanny a double

bass, it's your favorite," Wendy said during dinner,

She knew I didn't eat

you and Mr. Fitzgerald could

allergic to fields of tulips. It could

forgotten..."

food and reached out with a napkin, intending to wipe

away, still resistant

silent, continuing to ladle soup

eyes nearly bulged with

"I'd like an egg, so could you

an egg and carefully peeled it, placing it on

propped my head up and smirked. "Dexter, I can't

was stirring the

Making a scene.

to make it as difficult as possible

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

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