It took Geneva another six hours to return home. So being, it was already late and Geneva was too drained to make it to any police station.And so, she had to wait till the next day. That was a bad idea because she almost had a nervous breakdown waiting for dawn. As soon as it was, she flagged a taxi and off she went to the Central City Police Station. It was all over the news the previous night that due to the great attention directed towards the 'Mrs.Juiette Murray's murder case', by the media, the case was legally reopened. Due to this fact, it was quite easy for Geneva to be granted an audience with the detective in charge of of the murder case, upon request. Twisting the truth a little bit too much, she said she was a person with a mighty thrive for justice to be upheld and so, she had bravely gone into the crime scene in the villa and had gotten an evidence written by the murderer herself. Detective Hubert Lefebvre, a man in his late 40's, regarded her suspiciously through th

... but he too was gone!Helplessness. This sort of helplessness, This was now the second time this year that Geneva had the misfortune of experiencing this bitter feeling.The door behind her opened, interrupting her thoughts that almost got her crashing. Geneva turned to see that it was no one but the giant bear her brain had lost so much brain cells worrying over.Nicholas' next words stunned her into freezing over, aging a couple years more instantly, the only thing left was to keel over and die as even her excitement was nearly swallowed back."Hey! Stop there you thief."What type of situation is this, Ehh? If you dare say that you do not remember me, *gasp*, that you've forgotten your ghost memories just as you did your human memories *gasp, gasp*... Nicholas, I swear, if you dare say that, then I'd kill you myself and abduct your ghost!"Geneva?" The raspy voice of a human being that had not spoken words in close to four years echoed in the room and knocked some sense into Gen

Geneva felt someone blowing air onto her lashes and cheeks. She sleepily wiped that area only to have her fingers wrapped in slender and much longer ones. Then the person continued blowing unto her face making her finally open up her tired eyes. The bright light had her making weird faces before she heard Nicholas telling her that the movie was over. They stood to join the people that were already filtering out. "Do you want to go on a short stroll!?" He asked when they made it outside. Geneva nodded happily. The night was still young for them to start going back home. And this gave her ample opportunity to think about how to propose to him. Uh oh! I don't have a ring with me, she suddenly realized. Dang it! She kicked the snow in childish annoyance. Nicholas stopped and tilted his head to look at her. "Will you be free this Thursday?" he asked. "Uhh," She thought for a while. "Not really sure. Yeah, why?" Curiosity showed on her face making it appear extremely cute to Nichola

"Come on in," said Mr. Lu with a wide smile as he welcomed them both. "You're right on time, Lia is just getting done setting the table." Geneva took off her coat and hung it right beside Nicholas'. The room was very small and warm unlike the weather outside. It was a mass of creamy white and golden. The cushions appeared antique and matched neatly with the marbled wall. Mrs. Lu walked out from the kitchen with bottles of drinks which she carefully set on the dining table and turned to their guests with a smile. With her greying hair tied low and away from her face except the few strands that refused to give up on the woman's face, her smile brightened her features, helping her petite figure make her look younger. The Lu's were looking happy and content. It showed every time Geneva visited. "Geneva, good to see you." Mrs. Lu gently grabbed Geneva's arm and eagerly dragged her to the dining table offering her a seat. The woman was so dainty and small down to the soft voice which sh

"Get into the car, quick!" Rita hurried her daughter and with a scowl on her face, shunned James who wanted to join them at the tiny backseat of the uber. James did something that resembled a ridiculous pout and trudged to the passenger's seat. Geneva's parents had woken earlier than she had expected, breezed through the bathroom in preparation and dragged her out, ignoring any of her opinion on having Nicholas over for dinner. This was mainly Geneva's strategy to have her parents calm down before then but once they had their minds made up on something, it was kind of hard to change that. Rita kept on persuading the young uber driver to speed up despite his obvious efforts to and James replied with a grunt, "Yeah, our daughter's future is kinda in your smallish hands." Typically said like her father, a man who felt the need to intimidate every living man in his sight, that allowed him. To prevent her parents from pressuring the fidgeting young man into colliding with something,