Reborn To Save My Broken Lover

hing that felt real. A steady, cold metro

dy that had failed her. The air scraped her lungs with each

ed, replaced by the s

, leaning on her father's arm. Friends from school, their faces pale and confused. They wer

hs bled into one another. The mourne

person r

, a man.

shadow in the back of the classroom, a ghost in the hallways. Quiet. Always alone.

was at h

r name. He never cried. He just stood there, his eyes as empty as a winter sky, his frame grow

fternoon, he collapsed. His body hit the froze

gh Genesis's soul. It wasn't her pain. It was his. The crushing weight of a love s

oved

ht was a

to me, he was jus

gasp that filled her lung

and death. It was chalk dust

he low drone of a history lecture

is bl

a wooden desk, the sunlight of a September aftern

elsea

voice chirped from

lipboard in her hand, her lips pursed in their

le

er ribs. She scanned the room, her eyes landing on the e

a little tsk of annoyance. She drew a sharp l

ed from the ro

didn't show

he new Northgate development site down

. Freak. Weirdo. Loner. That's al

ruth. She had seen the

ered the way he flinched if someone got too close. She had dismissed it, like everyone else. She had

started

okay? Was someone hurting

, listening to a lecture about the Peloponnesian War, while the boy

d to f

o

he legs of her chair scraped loudly against the linoleu

e turned

up into her hairline. "Miss

whispers. Her gaze was fixed on the do

said, her voice surprisingly steady.

ut her face was so pale, her eyes so wi

mission, Genesis grabbed her backpack from

helsea whispered, her

s a woman on a mission, fueled by a ghost's

d floor. She ran down the hallway, past lockers and curious faces, and bu

clue. But now she had a destination, a name that grounded the vague whispers into

grounds, toward the part of town her

rned, but sh

vowed to the ghost in her memory. I'll f

r arm, flagging down a yellow taxi. She slid into

ired face, looked at her in the

ction site, a neighborhood known for

the window. It was all so real it made her dizzy. She pinched the skin on t

see was Cas, collapsing by her grave, a

other, tracing hot path

ere, miss?" the d

d. She met his eyes in the mirror, her own gaze

, her voice trembling but firm.

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