The familiar hospital, theforting sunlight streaming through the windows – this was no


    dream.


    I was back.


    But not as myself. I had returned with a new identity, a new chance at life.


    “The autopsy report is in. Phoebe was indeed pregnant when she died. She was carrying a child.” In


    the hospital corridor, I spotted the familiar figures of Robin and Ste.


    My steps froze instantly, and a hot breath caught in my throat. My eyes reddened, and I tried to speak,


    but no sound emerged.


    I wanted so badly… so badly to run over, to embrace Ste, and to tell her, “Ste, it’s me, Phoebe.”


    But living as Foebe meant I couldn’t return to my old life.


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    “Dexter… It’s Dexter. I’ll kill him! Let me go, I have to make him pay!” Ste’s emotions were teetering


    on the edge of copse, uncontrobly driven to confront Dexter.


    Robin held her back, forcefully restraining her, silent as a stone.


    “Let me go, I want him dead! Why should they get to live, why! It was clearly Melody and Dexter who


    were responsible for Phoebe’s death. You’re a cop, why aren’t you arresting them? Go get them!” Ste


    cried out in desperation, struggling against Robin’s grip.


    Robin remained silent, his stance unwavering, adding to the tension in the air.


    My legs numb, I attempted to approach them, but my feet felt like lead. “Ste…”


    “Ms. Larson, this way please.” The nanny hurried back, tugging me toward the doctor’s office.


    I nced back at Ste, who seemed to catch a glimpse of me too.


    “Phoebe…” She pushed’Robin aside, searching the crowd for me.


    Standing at the doorway, I watched her rush past me.


    I almost forgot that I no longer bore Phoebe’s face; at most, we only shared a resemnce. “Ste.”


    Robin caught up with her, taking hold of her wrist. “Let’s go home.”


    “Robin, you’re a detective, you know there are too many loose ends in this case. Colin… how could he


    be the murderer? He must be a scapegoat for someone else. The real culprit is still atrge. And


    Melody… she’s a prime suspect. Why is it that all the girls in red are gone, and only she remains?”


    Ste’s eyes were pleading with Robin to solve the mystery quickly.


    Robin looked down, nodded. “I’ll get to the bottom of it…


    He promised to investigate, but this case was fraught with too many uncontroble factors.


    “Did you know that Colin used to be considered a prodigy from the orphanage? Do you know why they


    renamed it to Double–Genius Welfare House? It’s because of two geniuses, and one of them was


    Colin. There were two prodigies; one was Colin, and the other was Carter, who died in a fire years


    ago,” Ste informed Robin with what she had uncovered.


    I stood at the doorway, listening quietly.


    Double–Genius Welfare House… that name sounded so familiar.


    A sharp pain shot through my head, and fragments of memories flickered, but I couldn’t piece together


    the missing parts of my memory.


    “But how could a prodigy just fall from grace like that?” Ste couldn’t understand how Colin went from


    a genius to a madman.


    That was something I hadn’t figured out either.


    “Let’s go,” Robin urged Ste to leave.


    “I don’t…” Ste looked around. “I thought I saw Phoebe just now.”


    Robin took a deep breath and led Ste away.


    I hid by the doorway, waiting for her to leave before turning to enter the consultation room.


    “Dr. Emily, is my baby developing normally?” In the consultation room, there were patients.


    That voice sent shivers down my spine. It was Melody.


    I looked up sharply, and there, sitting beside the doctor, was indeed Melody. And apanying her for


    the prenatal checkup was none other than Dexter.


    “Huh…” A coldugh escaped me. They seemed to be living quite the blissful life.