An hour later, I returned back to the room and saw Matteo having his food. I burst into laughter. He glared at me and I stopped laughing. I dropped the wine glass and sat on the couch and watched him eat.
"You know... it's good you're eating. No ghost is going to torment you"
" I'm not eating cause of that. Just that I couldn't let the food waste"
" Oh really?
"Yes. I abhor waste"
"Yes you do. You abhor waste that's why you refuse to eat three days ago"
" Stop being sarcastic"
" I'm not. Trust me, whether you had dinner or not, I won't let that ghost torment you. You're my Matteo and no one, not even a ghost can harm you while I'm here. I'm ready to get into your dreams and fight that ghost"
" You in my dreams? Not just nightmare but horror movie"
"Hey, that's
