Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter and Phoebe) novel Chapter 257

The blinding headlights sent my consciousness into a haze.

"No..." I struggled against the encroaching darkness.

I couldn't bear to lose this child.

...

"Dexter, don't touch her..."

"Dexter... She's not Phoebe. Stop it, you're scaring me."

"Phoebe, don't die, please, don't leave me." Dexter's voice was frantic, bordering on madness, as he clung to me, pleading for me not to slip away.

Melody and Stella's voices grew fainter.

"Dexter, you bastard." Stella's curses echoed in the distance.

I fought to open my eyes, my awareness slipping further into chaos.

"Save her. Doctor!"

"The baby... we're losing the baby..."

"Save the child at all costs, we must ensure both mother and child are safe."

I heard Dexter's voice cracking as he begged the doctor to save our unborn baby.

What was he doing? Feeling regret now? What was he thinking? Was it the image of my lifeless body being found by the police?

"Please, doctor, save the baby. She's already lost one; she can't lose another, I beg you."

Dexter was pleading like a madman for the doctor to save me and the baby.

Melody, through her tears, tried to bring him to reality. "Dexter, when will you wake up? She's not Phoebe; her name is Foebe. No matter the resemblance, she isn't Phoebe! Snap out of it!"

Dexter ignored Melody.

"Dexter! What was so great about Phoebe, anyway? You know how vile the real Phoebe was... you despised her." Melody's tears turned to questions, asking why he had changed so much after Phoebe's death as if he'd gone mad.

"Shut up!" This time, it was Dexter who roared at Melody.

"She's not..." Dexter was actually defending me. "She was just sick, Dr. Damian said Phoebe was just traumatized as a child. He had a way to make her normal again, to make her forget those bad memories..."

Dexter's voice was a whisper.

"If it happened once, it could happen again. I didn't believe Dr. Damian before, but this time, I'll make sure she stays by my side. I'll help her forget all the unhappy things, forget everything about that madman. She'll only remember me and come back to me."

"She's not Phoebe!" Melody wailed.

And that's when panic set in for me too. I tried to struggle, to wake up.

I was scared... scared that my amnesia was linked to that Damian, scared of losing my memory again, of forgetting Colin.

No, I couldn't forget him.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Our Phoebe daring to kill a chicken? That's badass," Stella retorted to Melody. "You don't need to spread lies. I'm telling you, even if Phoebe really did kill a chicken and smear blood, that person had it coming."