Ste’s ss shattered on the floor as she stood up abruptly. Even her lips were ashen when she
asked, “What… who does this fingernail belong to?”
After asking. Ste started to lose control. Throwing her coat aside, she ran towards the door, frantic
with the dual fears of me being dead or, alive and suffering.
Tears streaming down my face, I opened my arms wide to stop her, “Don’t go, Ste, please don’t go.”
She’s the only one I had.
Robin, quick as lightning, caught Ste by the wrist, “Calm down… maybe, maybe it’s just a red herring
by the killer, maybe she’s still alive. Don’t be rash.”
Ste copsed to the ground, clutching at Robin’s legs and sobbing uncontrobly, “Please, please
find Phoebe quickly, I’m begging you… I can do it. I can lure him out; just please hurry.”
Ste’s cries echoed my own as we both begged the police to solve the case quickly.
Around one in the morning, Dexter arrived, looking worse for wear, probably called by Robin.
“We f
found another victim with Phoebe’s fingernail,” Robin said with detached calm.
Dexter furrowed his brow, “So, the body isn’t her?”
Robin looked at Dexter, “Do you really think Phoebe is the type to pull off her own fingernail and ce it
on a corpse?”
I was curious too–had I be so unhinged in Dexter’s eyes?
Dexter clenched his fists, his voice low and tense, “She’s a lunatic…”
I watched Dexter in shock. Even now, with my nails torn off, he still didn’t believe I was dead!
“Dexter! Have you got no humanity?” I screamed at him, rushing forward to grab his cor. “You
bastard!”
I pped him, and that was something the old me would never dare to do. But it was useless; it didn’t
hurt him at all.
“She could push Melody down the stairs to marry me, drug my drinks, and put rat poison in Melody’s
cake… there’s nothing she can’t do.” Dexter’s eyes were bloodshot. It seemed that he was somehow
losing control.
“What nonsense are you spouting? Even now, you are still ndering Phoebe! It was because you said
Phoebe wasn’t missing that the police dyed the investigation until now. Don’t you know that? It’s all
you!” Ste cried as she charged at him, her pnding sharply on Dexter’s face. “If anything
happens to Phoebe, you’re as good as her killer! An aplice! A bastard!”
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“You did so many disgusting things to Phoebe and I won’t call you a man!” Ste continued tosh out
at Dexter.
Dexter just stood there, epting Ste’s blows.
“Ste, why are you hitting Dexter?” Melody burst in, pushing Ste away.
I tried to protect Ste, but Melody was so forceful that Ste stumbled backwards.
I reached out to catch her, but could only watch helplessly as she fell through my hands.
Thankfully, Robin was quick to catch Ste.
“Mr. Fitzgerald, do you have any evidence for your ims?” Robin asked, frowning.
“Evidence? What evidence do you need to leave us alone? We’re about to get married, and your all
can’t stand to see others happy, can you?” Melody was hysterical. Her eyes were teary as she ruffled
her hair to show the police her scars. “These are the scars from when Phoebe pushed me down the
stairs! And I also have the hospital records for the stomach pump! What more evidence do you want?”
Dexter held Melody tight to soothe her. “Melody, don’t be scared. I’m here.”
“Phoebe just wants me dead! She won’t stop tormenting us! When will she let go?” Melody cried. into
Dexter’s chest, her performance convincing.
I was numb watching Dexter, whose eyes showed only trust for Melody. With Melody’s acting so
compelling, he wouldn’t believe me.
“Officer Robin,” Dexter said, handing over an invitation, “Melody and I moved up our wedding. If
after tomorrow.” He whisked Melody
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away after that.
“Dexter, if Phoebe really is dead… will you regret it?” Ste sat on the floor and asked.
Dexter stopped in his tracks and turned to Ste, “If she’s truly gone, I’ll die with her. If she’s alive and
behind all this to torment Melody, I’ll see hermitted. She’ll never see the light of day again!”