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ADRIANA

I couldn’t believe I was saying this but I miss Xander’s house. And trust me, it had nothing to do with the man himself. But everything to do with what I’m lacking while I’m here. Which is life.

I wanted to be back so I could have my normal life. I was willing to forget about revenge and everything that had to do with Xander. I just wanted peace.

But how could I have peace when I don’t even have a lie. It was like I was dead. Which counts, seeing as my only company was a faceless ghost.

“Witch.” The voice rings in my head. “I’m a witch.”

Alaina corrected. I finally got her name a few days ago when we made a deal. I tell her one thing about me and she does the same.

And fine. She is a witch. She always made it a point to correct me. Since she actually told me who she was.

“A witch ghost.” She grumbled under breath but doesn’t argue again.

I pace the length of the room. Trying to freak my brain for my memories. She said I was locked here because I refused to accept a part o