ISABEL’S POV
It's been a while since she spoke. She hasn't said anything else in a long while. She's been completely quiet. Then again so was I. I didn't have much to say either.
Elethria's form flickered slightly as though the weight of her memories was unraveling her very essence. Not like it would surprise me if that was the case though. I mean, how can a ghost be carrying so much burden? It's a wonder she hasn't even faded away completely from the horrors of reliving all of those bad memories. She was strong for a ghost. Not like I know what ghosts are supposed to be like though. I'm just saying.
I wanted to press her for more, to dig into the questions screaming in my head, but something about the look in her eyes told me that the truth would be far more horrifying than I was prepa
