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Twenty Three
She was losing her mind. Otherwise why would she keep seeing Mei everywhere? A week had passed since her party and every day, she dreaded getting out of bed in fear she would see him again. He appeared anywhere wearing the same clothes he'd worn when she killed him and what was worse was that they were soaked in blood. Isolde tried every way she knew to get rid of the ghost but it wouldn't leave. One time she'd sprinkled salt around the bed since she'd read somewhere that it was a way to keep ghosts away. When that didn't work, she used a piece of metal to hit the spectre but it always came back. That day she was hiding in her bedroom alone since Caspian had spent the night in the other room. He hadn't gone back sleep in their bed any time during the week. Normally she would be finding w
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