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.

as I was about to follow, the

on Celebration Street is

Wendy, perplexed. What did she

go and retreated into a more formal tone. "Miss,

Wendy left, my legs felt

on Celebration

like a

in code to

nanny a double

bass, it's your favorite," Wendy said during dinner, placing the steamed fish

She knew I didn't eat sea

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

to fields of

must have forgotten..." Wendy nodded and excused

served me more food and reached out with a napkin, intending to wipe

pulled away, still

continuing to

eyes

Dexter, "I'd like an egg, so could you peel one for

took an egg and carefully peeled it, placing

up and smirked.

was stirring the

Making a scene.

me? Well, I was going to make it as difficult as possible before

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 the

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