*Sydney Roswell's POV*
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No room for regrets. Yes, I should have no room for regrets in my system. I don't want to end up staying up all night thinking that I could have done so much more for the person I admire most—to save her, to make a way that, one day, we could be something more than just friends or even just friends, to make me say I did the right thing in helping her, to become who she can lean on when no one else was there for her.
Yet... Here I am, standing still for the last few minutes, contemplating what to do, while the gorgeous ghost went to find a way for me to break into their grand palace. Did I regret deciding to take this risk for her? No! Of course!
I only never thought that the fence would be so f*cking tall. It could even double my damn height. An
*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV*---I sighed in frustration, shaking my head because of my dearest burglar’s carelessness. There were shoes’ dirt tracks on the white tiled floor, heading to the dumb blonde’s hiding place, and it was why Mimi knew someone could have been hiding inside my walk-in closet. And she’s not wrong.I ran back to where Sydney could be, and I saw Mimi with a broom in her hold had been slowly peeking at my hanging dresses and jackets and opening closets here with the hopes to find the thief she was looking for.Hmm, where could Syd have hidden?“Sydney? Where are you?” I called out my companion, and I chuckled as I realized she wouldn’t answer me. Oh, I know what she had been thinking now, that I am the dumbas
*Sydney Roswell’s POV* --- I’m panting, perspiring cold sweats, and panicking when I have tried to rev the motorbike, yet it won’t. “Syd, just leave it and run for your life!” OJ anxiously suggested while keeping on looking for any signs of the person chasing me. “No, Adam will kill me.” I retorted and went down from it to begin pushing it to the highway. Thankfully, there wasn’t anyone running after me. When we were about somewhere on a slope, going down, I hopped on the bike to try to make it start, yet it still won’t, and I presume it has no gas. “I’m going to choke him. He’s a f*cking mechanical engineer, but he can’t fix the freaking fuel gauge of his bike? Ridiculous! And h
*Sydney Roswell’s POV* --- I wiped the tears that streamed down my cheeks as I thought of the person so dear to me who must have left me forever. It's all my fault. I could have done more. I could have tried more. What if she really was gone? What if she's never coming back again to me ever? “Where are you, OJ? I'm so sorry. I failed you.” I whispered with a broken voice, and my tears fell from my eyes again as I sobbed. I decided to head out of the bathroom to do something I didn't know if it would still be used. I want to accomplish the mission that we would finish together. But most likely, I would just sulk on my bed and cry and bl
*Sydney Roswell's POV* --- “No, you can’t go up there in the attic. You shouldn't." I asserted, and she smirked. "I will. I can. And I think you are hiding something up there." She insisted, and I inhaled deeply to keep my cool. Yes, I hid some things up there from you and everyone else. "You see, there are lots and lots and lots of… cockroaches and other insects up there. And it's dusty as hell. That's why I haven't been visiting it for so long because I just… I don't have time to clean it. So, no, you can’t go there for now.” I explained, and thankfully it changed her eagerness and curiosity. “Really? Ew! Fine. I'm scared of those filthy little devils with wings and antennas. But you should cease them all soon, okay?" She cringed,
*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV*---“I can’t see her, but I can hear her voice and feel her presence.”I looked at the woman in surprise when she confirmed that she could indeed notice me.“Really? Wow, that's so cool! Did you hear that, Oj? She could hear and feel you.” Sydney told me excitedly, and I turned my head to look at her and say, “I could be a ghost, Syd, but my hearing is still here. Yeah, I heard her. And yes, it's awesome!”Then I looked back at the woman and asked her, “How is it that you could feel and hear me? Do you have your sixth sense or something?”She nodded her head lightly, and I gasped. "Wow!"
*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV*---“Answer me, Sydney.”Silence...“Hey, I asked you a question. I need an answer.” I ordered the girl when she acted like she didn't hear me and got on with doing something on the paper like she found it more worthy of her attention than me asking her to be my girlfriend.What is wrong with her?“Come on, Syd, I know you want to. We would be a perfect team.” I continued trying to convince her, but she just went to talk with Max about our purpose in going here.I crossed my arms on my chest, feeling so grumpy, and I sat on the counter, and then I laid down on my ba
*Sydney Roswell’s POV*---“This is you, isn't it?” The familiar woman asked me, looking straight in my face like she was scanning it, and I don't know how to deny her claim.I looked closely at the picture in her hold that she showed me, and I remembered that I was inside OJ’s little brother’s room in this shot. And I presume they have CCTV there. Very nice!I took a deep breath to keep calm, and I stuttered in reply, “Uh… well, I….”Then I turned my gaze to OJ, who had been trying to wave both her hands near Mimi’s face, and I tried to think hard about how I would explain everything to this woman and how to convince her not to let these policemen take me to the st
*Sydney Roswell’s POV*---“Mimi, do you happen to know anything about OJ’s mom? About where she is right now? We wondered if she knew about her daughter’s horrible condition. And maybe she could stop her ex-husband with the plan of letting OJ die. We will find her.” I curiously asked the woman, hoping that she knew a thing so that our search agenda would be easier.“Oh, I’m so sorry, girls. I had never heard anything about Nica since that moment she left about eleven years ago. I wish I could help you. Don't worry. I’ll try what I can do, too. I’m going to ask Oliver about it.” She answered, and I saw OJ made a sad face and sighed.I nodded my head in response and thanked the woman.