All Chapters of REBIRTH OF MY GHOST GIRLFRIEND : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Lorenzo’s POVFor once in my damn life, I had peace.I made myself a proper sandwich ... thick, cheesy, stacked like it owed me rent... and grabbed a cold glass of juice. And for a change... instead of eating in the kitchen like a man on the run, I took my food to the living room, sat my ass down, and turned on the TV.Bliss... Real bliss.I honestly couldn’t remember the last time I had a moment like this. No ghost errands. No late-night corpse hunts. No Adrian screaming bloody murder for fun. No Echo pacing around worried about everything and everyone.Just me... Food and a stupid reality show playing in the background.“God, that was good,” I sighed as I finished the last bite ... leaning back and propping my legs on the coffee table. My eyelids were already drooping. I was two seconds from a nap when...Riiiiiiiiing.I groaned into my hands. “Who is it this time?”I grabbed the phone and saw it was Laura.“Oh, what now?” I muttered and ignored the call.But of course... because li

LAURA’S POVMy hands were shaking so badly I almost dropped my phone... I stood right in front of my apartment building... chest rising and falling like I had just run a marathon. The call with Lorenzo kept replaying in my head...Did you kill someone? Did you witness a murder?Why … why would he ask me that?At first, I thought the haunting had something to do with him... because everything started the night I first slept with him. But he wasn’t even here this evening. He wasn’t anywhere near the building, and yet the haunting was worse. Much worse.I looked over my shoulder at the dark building and whispered... “I have to get out of here.”Where the hell was Anita’s car?We ran out together. She was ahead of me, sure, she’s always faster than me, but I thought she stopped at the car. I even stood outside to call Lorenzo, thinking she was waiting in the car for me.I turned around in circles. “Where is she?" Then I pulled out my phone. “I need to call her.”I dialed her number with t

LAURA’S POVMy feet were already dragging the moment I reached the Flamez estate gate. The air here felt heavy... too familiar, like it carried every memory I had spent my whole life trying to shake off ... I grew up here with Echo, in her father’s mansion, running around the gardens, stealing mangoes, laughing until our stomachs hurt … yet I never belonged. Not really.Echo was the princess. I was the maid’s daughter.And it didn’t matter that her father was also my father. It didn’t matter that I had Flamez blood running in my veins. I spent eighteen years being treated like I was tracking dirt into a place that was supposed to be mine too. Just not publicly.I muttered under my breath... “Arghh, I hate this place,” and forced myself to keep walking.This estate was supposed to be home. Echo made it feel like home. But now she was gone ... and everything else had turned into one giant reminder that I was never wanted here in the first place...I reached the front door and knocked, m

Echo’s POVI sat alone in the living room, curled up on the sofa like a ghost with too many problems ... which, fair enough, I literally was. The room was quiet, soft light slipping in through the windows, and still… I felt heavy. Drained. Frustrated.How did my life come to this? Not life... whatever this was. Death? Limbo? Cosmic punishment?I couldn’t remember how I died. Couldn’t remember why I was stuck here. Couldn’t find a body even though I had tried way too hard. Tried and failed like a tragic joke.Meanwhile Laura was just out there… living my life like she earned it. Walking around in my clothes ... sleeping in my bed, spending my money… while I was trapped in the afterlife like I didn’t exist.I sighed so deeply it felt like my soul deflated.Then suddenly...“Why do you look so glumly this beautiful afternoon?”Adrian popped into existence like an overexcited jack-in-the-box ... smiling from ear to ear, hands on his hips like he had been waiting all day for his dramatic e

ECHO’S POVWe floated close to the tiny apartment beside the barn, and Adrian spread his arms like he was presenting a grand palace.“There you go.”I blinked... genuinely confused. “Are you seriously telling me they are staying here?”“Absolutely.” He grinned like a proud landlord.I stared at the rundown structure... rust patches, cracked walls, a sagging roof. Unbelievable. “I love my mum,” I said, smiling. “Although I don’t understand why she still allowed them to stay here after everything they have done.”“I am sure she has her reasons,” he said with a shrug.“Or maybe she’s just being … nice.”“Yeah. Something like that.” He snorted.We hovered a few more seconds, taking in the miserable sight, and then Adrian turned to me. “Would you like to go in?”“Absolutely. I didn’t come all the way here just to stay outside.”“Let’s go.”We slipped straight through the wall.And wow… The living room hit me like a slap.No rug. No TV. No coffee table... Just a single... sad, worn-out couc