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.

was

I wished for Colin to live a

choice of the woman upstairs wasn't

failed experiments, and I was the most valuable among those failures... So, they

Naomi was the quickest way to reach the organization's

Phoebe," I said quietly, my

finally

Bran's arm. "She

me. "And what about

memories," Colin's voice was hoarse, his eyes

looked away, a bitter laugh escaping me. "So, all you

head, speaking

have to apologize to me I shrugged nonchalantly.

one myself. I just

live well."

you

well... That was once Colin's wish

heart echoed his

only wished for him to live well,

me, her sneer sharp

so only I could hear, labeling