Chapter 192
Stella’s eyes lowered, shimmering with tears on the brink of falling. “If she really is Phoebe, do you think she’ll be mad at me for not recognizing her at first?”
Robin sighed heavily, his gaze shifting back to Dexter’s intense stare. “You two are off your rockers, I swear.”
Stella’s gaze dropped to her tightly clasped hands. “Is it possible that all the science we know can’t explain some things…”
Robin’s phone buzzed, and he stepped aside to take the call.
“I’ll give you a ride.” Unable to hail a cab on the curb, Dexter came over, his voice hoarse with
the offer.
I ignored Dexter. All I wanted was to get back to the Langley estate to see Colin to apologize…
It felt like I had truly forgotten him.
But I was trying so hard to remember, to recall every memory between us.
“Phoebe…” Dexter caught my wrist as I started to run. “Snap out of it!”
“Get off me!” I jerked my arm free from Dexter’s grasp, my eyes filled with loathing and hatred.
Dexter stood frozen, watching me for a long moment.
“Phoebe…” I finally managed to flag down a taxi, and just before stepping in, he called me Phoebe again.
“Phoebe… it’s you, isn’t it?” Dexter hurried forward, tapping on the car window.
I shot the driver an impassive glance. “Drive.”
Dexter chased after the taxi for a few steps before standing desolate on the sidewalk.
“Phoebe!” Dexter called out my name. “Come back, please…”
“Stop the act; who do you think you’re performing for? You really think loved ones can be resurrected? Have you lost your mind? Let me tell you, Phoebe’s dead; you killed her! And your child, too.” Stella kept provoking him. “Why don’t you just die, Dexter?”
“You think I haven’t tried?!” Dexter shouted back at Stella, his voice trembling.
I glanced at them through the rear–view mirror until their voices faded into the distance.
Late affection is worse than disdain. Dexter’s belated remorse meant nothing to me.
At the Langley estate.
I rushed out of the car frantically, searching for Colin. “Colin… Caleb”
10:03
Chapter 197
“Has Caleb not returned?” I asked Wendy, gripping her arm anxiously.
Wendy shook her head. “Mr. Caleb won’t be back today,”
Panic surged within me. Was it because I didn’t eat the cupcake today that I upset him?
“Eric, where’s Colin… I need to see him,” I called Eric; he was sure to know.
Eric remained silent for a moment before speaking. “Madam, perhaps you should rest early tonight. Let Mr. Caleb have some time to himself today.”
“I need to see him!” My voice was firm.
I needed to see him…
A voice in my head kept telling me to go to him, that he had been waiting for a long time.
“Alright, I’ll be at the Langley estate shortly to pick you up.”
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