Tricia’s POV
I have never imagined that the Angels that I once believed in the past to be kind and caring would turn out to be assholes in real life.
They are douchebags who doesn’t care about people like me—I mean, I’m a ghost but I was still once a human.
I let out a deep sigh and I quickly scanned the place. I don’t know where I am right now, I just passed through walls, ran, walked, and now I’m here. This place is new to me, I went too far from my usual spot. Though the place is familiar, I don’t really know where I am right now.
I slightly squinted my eyes as I scanned the whole place. It’s already late at night, there are still few people on the street but most of them are drunk, or going home from work—probably, I don’t know that, I just assumed because of how they look, their a
