Vengeance - Ghost Lover のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 26

                        Her house is simple, clean and cozy. More than half of her house is turned into a store. I can see sketches from distances. It's beautiful. She has earned everything with hard work. I avoid looking at the mirror wall.       My feelings regarding Luce are messed up. But I can't deny, I'm missing him being around me even though we don't talk much.       "This is your room," Lisa told me, pushing open the door.       I let out a long breath, giving attention to her. The room is big, a comfortable bed, a single couch, a television screen mounted over the wall in front of it, light blue curtains and bedsheets. It's simple but beautiful like her apartment.      I embrace her. I want to cry. But I hold back my tears, but my sight turns blurry.      She hugs

                                  I clear my throat. Lisa is constantly looking at him. Lisa wants a party. So he offered dinner at our favourite restaurant.       "He's da** da** s***!" Lisa mutters in my ear, leaning closer.       I glance at him through the corners of my eyes, His angelic face is glowing under the light, his muscular body is draped in a white shirt. He's more than handsome.       "Can you eat? So we could go home." I ask her.      She looks at me and shrugs her shoulders. Her eyes halted at him, "Where are you staying, Luce?"       I coughed as I heard her seductive voice. My big eyes turn to them. I kick her foot.       Smirking at me, she shrugs her shoulders again.     &nbs

      My feelings for Luce have grown. I'm used to him being around me, something reminding me constantly of him. I don't get mad at him. My rage is mostly for myself. I wanna erase the fondness in my heart that he's creating without my permission. I am scared to love again. I'm scared to lose again.       "We are home," Uncle announces, smiling at me.       I look out of the window. I smile, hoping to feel myself like before. When I can open and close my eyes without fear. Where I'm not frightened of taking another step.       I smile finding my dad with his files, laptop. He's looking a little perplexed, "Dad," I say, softly.       Dad looks up at me. His tense face erupts into a full smile, "My princess," He pushes the files away, getting on his feet. He opens his arm.      My eyes glisten with tears. It feels like