I floated to the bedside table and, with a flick of my ghostly fingers, knocked over the photo frame holding their picture.
The sharp crash woke Ethan up.
He groggily picked up the frame, only to cut his hand on the broken glass.
He glanced around, his eyes filled with confusion and unease, then placed the photo back where it belonged.
But he couldn't fall back asleep after that, not for a long time.
The blood from his finger seeped into my bedsheets, leaving a crimson stain.
It looked like he felt guilty.
As dawn broke, the gates of the underworld were about to close, and the reaper in charge of my soul appeared.
"What are you still doing here?"
I perched on the table and nodded toward Ethan and his pregnant mistress. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here."
"To torture yourself?"
My eyes glowed a dangerous red as I sneered, "I'm going to kill them."
The reaper's shock was almost comical, but I softened my tone, pretending to be reasonable. "I can't leave my dad like this. Since I'm here, just give me a few more days. It's not like I'm in a rush to reincarnate."
Before the sun fully rose, I slipped into Sabrina's body while she was still fast asleep.