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CHAPTER 22 - GHOSTS

“Magdalena made our food; you didn't hear because she didn't cook here; she just brought the food.” Patrik sat at the table, indicating the chair next to him for me to sit on. “She is shy; she must have taken advantage of the fact that we were upstairs and brought everything here.”

“I didn't see footprints outside that indicated that.” I whispered, still intrigued, looking at the food.

“You don't need to be afraid to eat; Magdalena is mysterious, but she is an excellent cook.” He shrugged, serving white sauce pasta on my plate, including a bit of stew in the corner, and splitting the bread in half, which he placed with the other food. “Eat, you'll see!”

“How can you trust a ghost?” I leaned forward, grabbing his arm; he glanced at the spot and smiled. I quickly pulled my hand away, noticing the careless touch.

“So you believe in ghosts?” Patrik arched his eyebrows, crossing his arms playfully.

“Yes... No, look, maybe... We know so little about life after death, right?” I shrugged, not
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