With the speed of light, her hands set to work. They dug through her stationery and textbooks in a frenzy, to fish out the locket she hoped was still in her drawer.Luck was with her. Bringing it out, she wanted to hold it against her chest and begin a torrent of sad siren wails but her thumb accidentally wiped across the dust of layer on it.Instead of the previously carved words that she knew of, new ones had taken its place. An address to be precise was boldly written - 65 Elim Villa.Geneva flagged a taxi and was there after a long six hour drive. She paid the taximan and stepped out with her heart pounding fervently.Even without looking at the address, Geneva had spotted the tall building in her dream and knew that it had got to be the number 65th house that the locket in her purse indicated.The building was deserted along with other buildings around it. When she had looked up this villa on the net, it showed pictures of its bubbly and lively nature three years ago, before all
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
It was winter. Five days more and it would be Christmas.Schools were already closed and the holiday vacation had begun for all schools, including Geneva's current university.It had been three months already since Mrs.Walsh and her accomplices had been arrested and charged to court for a trial. Detective Hubert had sincerely thanked and apologized to Geneva for not believing in her true intentions. Geneva had let him know that she was the one truly grateful for his help as it meant a lot to her. The detective left, silently wondering how much that long stroll must mean to the young, slightly crazy but loveable lady. Mr.Thomas Murray had indeed spent an intimate night of passion with Mrs.Walsh, after one of his drinking escapades. Mrs.Walsh had been an unmarried, naive young lady then and after discovering she was pregnant, had tried to contact Mr.Thomas but she had meant nothing to him in the first place, so she couldn't get through to him. Then, she tried to flush down the baby
... 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
"We would sure love to, Mr.Lu." Nicholas ended the call with his former driver and put his phone back into his suit pocket.Mr.Lu had relayed to Nicholas how pleased both he and his wife would be to have them over someday for dinner.Nicholas shut the car door and headed upstairs to shower and have a change of clothes. He had long since taken over his father's company and other properties too. He had insisted on moving from the small house both he and Geneva shared, to his family's home, endangering his life to her naked wrath.Geneva just could not understand why he refused to back down but she seriously suspected that sharing a bed with her at night might be a part of the reason.She had been too baffled that time and had almost taken Nicholas to the hospital to have a rundown of his vitality and sexual vigour.Being a gentleman was one of the things Geneva loved about Nicholas but this was simply too much!When he was still in his ghost form, he acted like he couldn't rest asleep w
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
Geneva was a bundle of nerves. She was feeling too awkward to notice Nicholas who was squinting his eyes and rubbing at his nape in slight embarrassment. Geneva was busy dealing with her nervous self by stuffing herself with cake. That was until she choked on it. She quickly downed a glass of beer to stop her coughing fit, biting her lips more embarrassed now than before. "That's enough Geneva." Nicholas was already by her side as he grabbed her hand to stop her from gulping more glasses of the alcohol. Geneva made a disgusted face at the bitter taste in her mouth. They both stayed silent, making the atmosphere even more uncomfortable for Geneva. She stood up saying, "I'm not hungry anymore. I'd rather go sleep whoa—" Nicholas' strong arms reached out and wrapped her in a warm embrace to break her fall. He blinked and asked her in an unbelieving voice, "Are you drunk already?" "Hah?" With her fingers covering her mouth, Geneva succeeded at stopping a very unladylike belch that c
"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