The sound of laughter sounded.
It was Dexter laughing coldly.
I wished for him to hurry and escape.
Damien was nothing but a scoundrel.
"Sophia won’t go with you." Damien’s voice was deep. Then, he ordered his bodyguards to take action.
"Did you actually think I ca alone?" Dexter chuckled. His voice was cold and hoarse with an unnerving edge.
"Damien..." Juliet’s trembling voice ca from outside the door.
As I forced my eyes open, I saw a tall figure in a cap holding a knife to Juliet’s throat.
Dexter didn’t co alone.
I felt rather relieved.
"Damien..." Juliet’s face was pale with fear. Half of her face was swollen from a burn, and her long hair was cut short due to being singed by the fire.
"Dexter!" Damien looked at Dexter with intense anger.
Dexter scoffed and there was a frightening chill in his eyes. "What’s more important to you? Your lifesaver or your personal interests?"
Juliet, who couldn’t help but tremble, cried out, "Damien, save ."
Damien gripped his hands tightly and glanced back at Juliet.
Clearly, he was unable to decide.
He knew if Dexter lost control, Juliet would likely be killed.
I struggled to sit up and shook my head to clear the dizziness . Though I felt a bit confused, I was mostly okay.
An unexpected advantage seed to be that Sofia’s body, as a new vessel for my soul, didn’t fully align with the drugs’ effects.
However, Peter was a dangerous elent to . His hypnosis treatnts had a significant impact on .
I needed to stay away from him. He was like my biggest threat.
Dexter had a mont of panic when he saw wake up. Fear flashed in his eyes.
He probably feared that I might have forgotten him again.
Damien, too, watched anxiously. Hopeful yet unsure, he called out to tentatively, ’"Sophia."
He hoped I had forgotten Dexter and only rembered him.
"Sophia, co here." Damien gestured for to choose his side.
I glanced at Damien and then got off the bed.
Dexter tried to reach out at but quickly withdrew his hand as if he’d been electrocuted.
He was unsure if I still rembered him or if I would be frightened by him
I reached out and took Dexter’s hand and asked with a hoarse voice, "Where did you go?"
Dexter went stiff. His eyes were red as he pulled into a tight embrace. "So rats were chasing . I’m sorry to make you wait again."
I leaned my head against his chest and slt blood. I slt blood on him.
He was injured again.
Those people deserved to die.
Those who hurt him deserved to die.
I wanted to kill them all so badly.
"Sophia..."" Damien sounded panicked. He clearly didn’t want Dexter to take away.
With Peter’s treatnt, it wouldn’t be long before I forgot Dexter again.
But if I left now, his plan would be ruined.
"If you don’t let us go, Juliet will die." ] looked at Damien and forced him to choose.
Juliet continued to cry, ’’Damien, I’m scared."
Damien got annoyed and clenched his fists. I could tell he was hesitating.
"Sophia, he’s insane. He will only worsen your condition. Your parents made promise never to let you be with him. Sophia, please co back to , will you?"
Damien pleaded softly.
Ignoring his plea, I looked up at Dexter and said, "Dexter, I want to eat mango pudding."
Dexter shook his head. "You can’t."
"Why?" I asked softly.
"You’re allergic," Dexter whispered and held close.
"But I like it..." I whispered softly.
I loved mango pudding, but ironically, I was allergic to mangoes. So every ti I sneaked a purchase, Dexter would cover for , claiming it was his favorite. He only allowed to have a little while eating the rest himself.
He said he loved mango pudding.
But in reality, it was "Sophia" who loved it.
He was just "forced" to like it.
"Just a little then," Dexter said softly. He was ready to take away.
Damien stood rigid while trying to make an explanation.
"Sophia...
"I rember telling you ’Sophia’ is allergic to mangoes." Before, his ignorance was excusable, but now,
his continued obliviousness seed glaring. Love was apparent even in the little things.
"Sophia, it’s not like that. Since you’re Sofia now, I assud..." Damien was trying to explain that Sofia wasn’t allergic to mangoes.
Still, he was subconsciously suspicious of my identity as Sophia.
Yet, he stubbornly and obsessively wanted to transform Sofia into Sophia,
He wanted to treat like his puppet, a perfect substitute.
"Damien, you’re as selfish as ever. You love no one, only yourself. Didn’t anyone ever tell you fade? Especially love that’s obtained through deception." I retorted sarcastically while firmly holding Dexter’s hand.
He went to great lengths to deceive , yet still failed to cherish what he had.
Damien’s hands fell limply. He wanted to say he loved Sophia.
However, his throat seed to hurt so much that he couldn’t speak.
He had put in so much effort to make Sophia love him, to beco the lover in her heart.
But in the end, he only moved himself.
"If you don’t want Juliet to die, let us go," I spoke again while holding Dexter’s hand firmly.
I would not let go of him anymore..
I owed him too much.
Dexter’s aggression seed much lessened perhaps because of my presence. He would look at softly.
"Sophia, he’s bad. He always wants to take you away," he whined again.
I tightened my grip on his hand.
Damien’s eyes darkened. In fact, he had no intention of letting us go.
I knew he was stalling for ti. Martin’s n were probably already on their way.
"Damien, save !" The threat to Juliet escalated as the knife nicked her neck. She cried and begged Damien to save her.
I looked into Damien’s eyes. He was waiting.
Suddenly, I grabbed a knife from one of the guards and held it to my own neck.
What if "Sophia" died?
"Sophia..." Dexter panicked and looked at helplessly.
Damien, too, beca frantic. "Sophia..."
"Let us go." My gloomy eyes were fixed on him.
Damien had no choice but to give in. He stepped aside, and the guards opened the door.
I took Dexter’s hand and led him out.
"Dexter, let’s go ho."
I took him to escape.
Dexter smiled as he watched my back and felt holding his hand.
"Sophia, let’s go ho."
"Sophia, he can’t protect you. The loss of mory isn’t a choice that can be controlled, but you can. It’s only the mories you strongly want to forget that get sealed away. You don’t love him! It’s you who wants to forget him!" Damien shouted from the doorway.
I stopped, but I didn’t turn back.
Dexter looked at anxiously. He was scared.
What exactly were the mories that made so desperate to forget, to erase Dexter and everything related to the orphanage from my mind?
"Sophia, don’t listen to him," Dexter’s eyes went red. It was as if he was begging not to abandon him.
"I don’t care what mories I’ve lost. Right now, all I want is to go ho with you." I held his hand and was ready to leave.
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