His To Possess
“Ghost! Ghost!”
Donna Marta’s face darkened instantly as she stepped forward, already marching toward the door. Sophia quickly stood and followed her, and Calla trailed behind them, her pulse rising with every step.
“Che cos’è tutto questo trambusto—” 'What's all the commotion for—' Donna Marta began, her voice sharp as she reached the front doors. But she stopped, the words died in her throat.
Her expression shifted slowly, disbelief replacing anger, then something closer to shock. She looked like she had seen a ghost. “Non… può essere…” 'It... can't be...' she whispered.