Christiana's POV
Not him again…
I froze in the start of the lane of the grocery store, seeing him standing at the end of the lane with a smirk tugged on his lips. I glanced at my left, seeing Sophia's body lying on the floor next to the shopping cart.
This was my second slip. Anyone passing by her body would think she died.
I looked back at Ashton, his dark brown eyes found mine as he strolled towards me. "What do you want?" I asked in a low voice.
"I'm trying to help you, Tiana," his deep voice echoed. He stopped right in front of me, lifting his hand to my face, and tucking a strand of my blonde hair behind my ear. "But your soul is determined to stay in the living world, so I came to you with an offer."
"No, I don't want your offer."
"You don't want to see your nieces? Maybe have
