NovelOnline| was pretty surprised by Dexter's cold shoulder towards Melody today.
Melody was a ghostly shade of pale, frantically trying to use Dexter as her ticket to high society. Looks like her plans went down the drain, huh? "Dexter... you already promised me." Melody's eyes were red and watery as she spoke.
Dexter remained silent, offering no explanation.
| struggled to break free from Dexter's grip, but he wouldn't let go. "Phoebe, whether you get to meet the president of the All- Stars Consortium at tomorrow's charity gala depends on you playing ball today." He was obviously running out of patience. "Who else in Sea City could take you to the gala but me?" I looked at Dexter. "So, what's it gonna be? You planning on taking us both? Dream on." Dexter's hand on my wrist tightened. "I'm taking you."
Melody turned and ran off crying.
| scoffed. "I'm not exactly dying for it." "Do you have any other options?" Dexter asked me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTo be honest, | didn't.
"Alright, Mr. Fitzgerald, take me. What's your angle?" | eyed Dexter; he wasn't the type to do something for nothing.
"Don't give me that attitude. Phoebe..." Dexter pleaded.
"How should | act towards you, then?" "Like before, okay?" Dexter's voice was filled with desperation.
"Ha... Please you like before, huh?" | laughed. "Fine, just wait." I wrenched my hand away and left him standing there.
It just goes to show you've got to have a backup plan in life.
Dexter had already burned all his bridges with me.
Back in my room.
| flopped onto the bed and continued to scroll through my parents’ journal.
"Today, Phoebe fit in with the other kids, so happy." "Marking down Phoebe's first group picture." "Phoebe and Howler." "Phoebe's getting clingier with Howler. Howler only listens to her.” "Some kid deliberately brought a hardcore guard dog and scared Phoebe. Howler got hurt protecting her." Most of the entries were about me and Howler growing up.
"Today, Phoebe hid in the orphanage, and her dad couldn't find her. He almost had a heart attack. That little rascal." "Phoebe made some friends!" It was obvious my parents were thrilled back then.
In the photos, there's little me with Colin and Carter, squatting in the bushes on the playground, up to who knows what.
"Phoebe, if a worm gets cut in half, it can grow back. Why can't
people?” "When people die, they're really gone." "What about souls? Could they exist in another form? Could we capture them somehow and put them back in a body?" Suddenly, my head starts pounding again, a voice exploding in my skull.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm‘Who brought up that topic? Was it Colin? Someone was banging on the door outside, and it was not for a friendly visit.
"Foebe! Get out here!" It was Melody.
Looked like Dexter's out; he'd never let Melody barge in like this.
| didn't feel like dealing with her. | lay in bed with a splitting headache, forcing myself to remember something.
Suddenly, the window stirred, the curtains billowing with the wind.
Instinctively, | looked up to catch a glimpse of a face peering in, those big innocent eyes filled with hurt staring at me.
"Phoebe..." My heart clenches, | jump to my feet as if electrified, rubbing my eyes.
Was it just my imagination?
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