Chapter 300
I scurried back under the covers, pretending to be sound asleep.
It wasn’t long before I heard the door creak open.
The figure approaching my bed wasn’t Dexter; it was Damian.
My hands tightened into fists beneath the blanket. I tried to keep my breathing even, to avoid giving myself
away.
Damian stood by the bed, seemingly studying me for an eternity before he chuckled. “Only a lunatic would believe in reincarnation, right?”
“Dr. Damian, you don’t believe it either, do you?” Melody’s voice came from the doorway as she entered the room. “And yet Dexter wants to believe her, despite her being a fraud. No matter how convincing her act, she’s not Phoebe. Phoebe is dead, and I’ve worked too damn hard…”
Her voice trailed off abruptly.
“Dexter loved Phoebe, so he’d rather create a fantasy,” Damian said, his voice dispassionate, “This fantasy could be Foebe or you.”
I exhaled a silent sigh of relief. Damian, sharp as he was, clearly didn’t buy my act as Phoebe.
“I was thinking the same… but then this Foebe came out of nowhere,” Melody spat through clenched teeth. It seemed she had entertained the thought of passing herself off as Phoebe.
“Don’t worry. The fake’s presence only makes you seem more genuine,” Damian reassured her with a smirk. “Just do as I say, and not only will Dexter be convinced that you are the true Phoebe; but Caleb… he’ll believe you’re Phoebe as well.”
Melody’s excitement was palpable. “Dr. Damian, what’s your plan…?”
“Anything Foebe can mimic, you can do too. Besides, you know Phoebe’s childhood memories better than she knew herself,” Damian continued with a nonchalant tone. “Dexter is already blinded by guilt, Have you been giving him the medicine I prescribed?”
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“Yes, he took it just before he fell asleep. Ever since the real Phoebe died, he’s been like a madman, completely oblivious…” Melody whispered.
“The medication is meant to induce hallucinations in Dexter. He’s easy to fool. As for Caleb… with my treatment and psychological suggestions, once discharged, he will firmly believe you are Phoebe.”
My heart clenched, my grip tightening.
Damian!
What was he planning to do to Colin…
“And if Foebe Larson uncovers our plan?” Melody’s voice was barely audible.
“So what if she does? She’s pretending too… may the best actor win,” Damian’s fingers traced my cheek, sending a shiver down my spine.
“Dr. Damian, you’re right. May the best actor win,” Melody said with a cold laugh, stepping closer and
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grabbing my chin. “Foebe Larson, let’s see how long you can keep up your charade. When Caleb and Dexter see me as Phoebe, I’ll be the one they adore… As for you, I’ll make sure you learn what it feels like to be trampled underfoot!”
“Enough,” Damian said sternly. “Don’t forget what I’ve tasked you with.”
Melody quickly released me and turned to him. “The police have been watching me lately… I can’t make my move or meet with my contacts easily.*
“Find a way soon. They’re getting impatient,” Damian said coolly.
After they left, I knew I had to unravel their plot. From Melody and Damian’s conversation, it was clear they
had been in cahoots for a while.
What did Damian mean by ‘they’re getting impatient‘?
Whatever Melody and Damian were up to, I had to rescue Colin quickly.
If Damian really could convince Colin not to recognize me, what then?
Listening to Damian’s car fade into the distance, I slipped out and sneaked into Dexter’s room.
He was out like a light.
Idiot… He could be led to slaughter and he wouldn’t know.it.
“Dexter?” I tried to rouse him, patting his cheek.
The drugs must have been strong; Dexter was unresponsive.
*Phoebe…
He was murmuring my name.
I wanted to flee, but suddenly Dexter’s grip clamped around my wrist.
“Phoebe… I’m sorry.”
His voice was choked, like he was caught in a nightmare.
I struggled to break free, but he pulled me down onto the bed. “Phoebe… come back, please? I’m sorry…
“Click!” Just as I tried to escape, the door swung open.
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grabbing my chin. “Foebe Larson, let’s see how long you can keep up your charade. When Caleb and Dexter see me as Phoebe, I’ll be the one they adore… As for you, I’ll make sure you learn what it feels like to be trampled underfoot!”
“Enough,” Damian said sternly. “Don’t forget what I’ve tasked you with.”
Melody quickly released me and turned to him. “The police have been watching me lately… I can’t make my move or meet with my contacts easily.”
“Find a way soon. They’re getting impatient,” Damian said coolly.
After they left, I knew I had to unravel their plot. From Melody and Damian’s conversation, it was clear they had been in cahoots for a while.
What did Damian mean by ‘they’re getting impatient‘?
Whatever Melody and Damian were up to, I had to rescue Colin quickly.
If Damian really could convince Colin not to recognize me, what then?
Listening to Damian’s car fade into the distance, I slipped out and sneaked into Dexter’s room.
He was out like a light.
Idiot… He could be led to slaughter and he wouldn’t know.it.
“Dexter?” I tried to rouse him, patting his cheek.
The drugs must have been strong; Dexter was unresponsive.
“Phoebe…”
He was murmuring my name.
I wanted to flee, but suddenly Dexter’s grip clamped around my wrist.
“Phoebe… I’m sorry.”
His voice was choked, like he was caught in a nightmare.
I struggled to break free, but he pulled me down onto the bed. “Phoebe… come back, please? I’m sorry…
“Click!” Just as I tried to escape, the door swung open.
