Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 476

The one who died, she wasn't the real Phoebe, not the Phoebe you grew up with. The so-called memory loss and confusion, that's something we've seen with clones after death - a mixing and sharing of memories. It's a phenomenon that our experiments haven't quite figured out yet, or how to control," Naomi glanced back at me as she explained.

"So, Caleb, you have to make a choice between the Phoebe Caldwell upstairs and the Foebe Larson standing right here. You understand the kind of danger the organization represents... I'm not asking for your input; you're not in a position to fight them."

Naomi was forcing Colin to choose - either take away the Phoebe upstairs or take me with him.

I met Colin's gaze, neither of us said a word.

After a moment, Colin pointed upstairs. "I'm taking Phoebe with me."

His finger pointed at the woman upstairs, but his eyes lingered on me.

Tears welled up in my eyes, and I stood rooted to the spot, unable to make a sound.

Naomi shot me a look, her confidence shining through - she had expected this outcome. "As your biological mother, I have the right to have you undergo a psychological evaluation."

I stared back at Naomi, finally speaking with a scoff.

Finn and Robin exchanged puzzled glances. "What's going on? Foebe, what did you agree to?"

I stayed silent, offering no explanation.

if I was the sacrifice,

Colin to

of the woman

failed experiments, and I was the most

the quickest way to reach

I said

looked at Colin, finally speaking. "Are

shrugged off Bran's arm.

at me.

just a Foebe with some of Phoebe's memories," Colin's voice was

escaping me. "So, all you

lowered his head, speaking

to me I shrugged nonchalantly. "Even if you hadn't made a choice, I would

myself. I

live well."

you

live well... That was once Colin's wish

heart echoed his

him to live well, to live

looked at me, her sneer sharp as if sensing our shared

by me, she whispered so only I