Chapter 66

I turn and look her way too. Spinning on the girl, I quickly glance around, looking for bystanders who might be paying us too much attention and seeing nothing.

“He held onto a ghost for two years and could never move forward. No one can battle a dead person who hangs over someone’s soul like a black cloud. But you’re here now… he can let go of his guilt, remember why he left you, and finally move on. We can pick up where we left off, and my patience will be repaid.” She picks up a pack of cherries, tosses them in her cart, pulls it back to turn away, and smiles like an evil witch, a cat who got the cream, and it riles me.

“So, you two really are nothing? Like he said. I guess that sucks, given how hard you must have fought to get him in the first place. All I had to do was leave, and boom… your boyfriend lost interest.” It’s an impulsive bitch response, fueled by how different she seems now and how much more I dislike her. At least the old Claire was somewhat warm and i