Phoebe was really getting tired of Veronica, and if it wasn't for the fact that she knew that hurting this version would hurt her version of her friend, she would have thrown a potion or staked her by now.

"So now you're an empath?" Phoebe asked with disdain in her voice. "I'm not lying. This is not Fandom and it's the year 2010. The real you isn't a skanky bitch-whore and Cole is a good man who has a nice life here."

She looked at Cole and shook her head. "You can't take me back with you. It won't work that way."