Chapter 17

Today is Sunday.

I have not seen Sterling or Wesley in the past two days. I intended it that way, I want to be alone. I’m the kind of person who needs time alone after being social for a day or two.

It’s like therapy to me. Plus, I deserve this break.

Sterling is a literal ghost. The cleaning lady at his house is too. Finding out all this will drain anybody.

And oh, I ate ghost food on my date too. Great. Just great.

I’m beginning to question all I believe in. Like since there are ghosts and all, that means nothing is actually beyond myth.

Nothing is superstition, nothing is just a tale. The Supernatural is real.

It may all be real.

The weather is beautiful today, the sun's rays are warm and they seem to be dancing all around. The sky is really blue, so blue that it seems magical.

I can’t even see a single cloud. It’s stunning.

I’m wearing a crop top and short jeans. Not too short, but short nevertheless. I’m planning to vi