Chapter 496

"No one knows about our secret little island," Colin mumbled, his voice growing more hoarse by the minute.

I stared at Colin for what felt like an eternity before whispering back, "Okay, I'll trust you."

...

Even if we can't touch.

Even if we're only inches apart.

We can still feel each other.

I guess, scientifically or medically speaking, this might be considered some form of mental illness, but I believe... those who've passed on still exist around us in another form.

Even if it's just a wishful thinking, at least, it comforts the lonely souls.

"Phoebe, you're here with me, right?" Colin asked softly.

"Yeah, I'm here," I replied with a smile.

he can't see me, even though he

still wanted to respond

in the undeveloped woodlands near Cloud City, bordering the wilderness, a place most folks wouldn't stumble upon by chance. Officially, it's some kind of upscale retirement village, with wealthy retired scientists living above

Collective operates many labs across the country, but this is the only one we've managed to uncover so far. We thought we could

Robin rubbed his temples in

medical staff—all of it-they groom from scratch, taken by human traffickers who kidnap those with special talents for training and brainwashing before sending them off to these labs. So, basically... there

Robin. "One, through Naomi, and two, by tracing the human traffickers and organ

their attempt to save me, they had alerted their enemies, severing

the status on Naomi?"

Her physiology isn't like Foebe's; Phoebe had a resistance to the drugs. Thankfully, the dose wasn't lethaf but the doctors are just hoping she won't end up in a vegetative state,"

down beside him as he slumped to the ground. I leaned my head

in love,

when I'm

like the compromise I had with

about this, my vision blurred again. Who am I really...

Phoebe in my head

Foebe Larson, not

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