(Sanya's POV)
The hallway is empty except for one person.
Jake stands near the stairs, like he's been waiting.
Our eyes meet.
In his eyes, I see grief. Anguish. Guilt.
The same emotions I saw in his eyes when I screamed at him on the doorstep.
But as the light from the sun passes through the window and hits him...
I see something impossible.
He’s transparent.
Just for a second. I see through him. See the wall behind him through his body.
I blink, and shake my head.
When I look again, he’s solid.
I must be seeing things.
Exhaustion. Stress. The day's ordeal leaving me dizzy and drained.
That has to be it.
Because people can't be transparent.
And ghosts...
Ghosts aren’t real.
And why would Aaron even be a ghost? He's standing right in front of me, perfect and healthy.
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