Chapter 446

My breathing deepened, my gaze trembling as I looked at Colin.

Colin's eyes met mine, burning with intensity.

He knew the old Phoebe was devoid of emotions. She didn't know happiness, pain, despair, or what a broken heart felt like...

She didn't even have the instinct to protect herself.

But now, I understood... I was starting to feel.

When I found out Dexter had spoken to the police about me hurting Melody, I wondered, what was Melody's end goal? Could she use this as leverage against me, or indirectly harm Colin? So no matter what the police said about me, I could remain silent. But the moment Colin was mentioned... I instinctively started to protect myself.

"Phoebe... you've always been wonderful, in every way... don't force yourself," Colin said, wrapping his arms around me tightly, his voice hoarse and shaking.

He knew how hard I had tried... tried to be normal.

But humans have emotions, selfishness is a nature, and lying is a possibility.

Everyone has flaws and weaknesses, nobody's invincible.

above all other life forms on Earth. So, when I found myself

at my hands, then at

before amnesia felt

stumbled into a role-playing game as a novice, blundering through

Dexter. Without this episodic teaching, I wouldn't be who I am

an ancient tree that had been dead for ages, suddenly sprouting

was a

world had too many challenges for me

The sound came from the door of the hospital room, and standing there was a tall man in a

handsome, at least

but not quite, with a distinguished air about him, similar to Dexter, clearly a high-ranking corporate executive with both talent

nurturing outside, preferring him over his own son, Julian Langley, treating Julian like a disposable

gave Colin

up the danger

premonition that

Langley," he said, walking over with a basket

frowned, looking up

Colin, I had looked into this Matthew. Being

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