Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter) novel Chapter 338

“Phoebe, you gotta aim high, rise above the crowd if you don't wanna get stepped on. Only then can you break free from all this…”

Damian’s voice was like a curse, echoing in my ears nonstop.

The guy was a lunatic, a true devil.

No wonder I have this amnesia—there's a good chance he's behind it.

“Is it possible... that with the combination of a car accident, hypnosis, medication, and other treatments, someone could forget certain memories and then have false ones implanted during hypnosis?” I asked quietly.

Now I seriously suspect that my belief in Dexter as my decade-long love was all a result of Damian's manipulation. He took advantage of my memory loss to mislead me, to sow errors in my own recollections.

“There's no denying that possibility,” Robin said gravely. “Three years ago, there was a case of a psychologist who induced his patient to commit murder on his behalf.

The reason was that this psychologist had hypnotized his client, who had psychological issues, and transferred his own hatred onto the patient. The patient felt the psychologist’s rage and hatred as if it were his own, even becoming delusional, believing that it was the victim who had harmed him and his family. In a fit of rage, the patient stabbed the man to death in broad daylight.”

I sat there in silence.

There was definitely something off about Damian, and now I was pretty sure of it.

Dexter, it turned out, was just another fly in the web, not an outsider at all.

And Melody’s entrance—could it be what Damian warned me about, that if I didn’t comply, he’d replace me?