CHAPTER NINE: Marry Me

I tilted my head on the side, to Grip.

“He’s a medius?” I verified and he just nodded.

“A fee-er and a she,” the photographer intervened.

“What exactly a fee-er could do?” I curiously asked.

“We could feel the presence of a ghost, evil spirits, demons, reapers, and even angels.” She averted her camera in Gugu’s direction.

I chuckled when Gugu posed with two finger hearts then to V signs.

“I haven’t seen an angel my entire life.” I removed the costume I was wearing and look for something else on the table.

“I’m sure you have you just didn’t notice them as angels. Just like reapers, angels blend in. They are everywhere.” She focused her camera on my direction.

I paused for a while and posed. I picked up a white long gown and wore it. I put my hair on my face imitating Gugu. I looked like a white lady.

Grip stood beside me. I picked up a black cape with a hood and a fake wooden scythe and handed them to him. He didn’t have a choice but to wear it.

“You look good on it.” I brushe