I blocked every single one of his messages except for that cursed group chat from my failed suicide attempt. That was the one I had forgotten to leave.
On my first day away, Caleb Ford, our so-called mutual friend, was the first to tag me. He was the same guy who had always been quickest to call me a spineless simp. With his family's business ties to Ethan, he had happily played cleanup crew for any mess Ethan made.
Now that I thought about it, he had been the most vicious in the group that day too.
Caleb: Nora, go die already. Who would want a lovesick ghost like you? What do you even have that Chloe does not?
And now? Caleb was yapping even louder than before.
Caleb: Nora, first a suicide act and now a disappearing act. If you crawl back now and grovel to Ethan, maybe I will put in
