Chapter 7
Bella wouldn't get out of the way.
Throughout Jonathan's entire shift at the cafe, he kept tripping over an invisible cat. Well, she wasn't invisible to him. He could see her—as a shadow, as a threat. But nobody else could. None of his coworkers tripped over the ghost cat and spilled countless cups of coffee on themselves and their customers. Just him.
Which proved he wasn't only being haunted at home. The haunting had followed him to work, too.
What kind of life was this? There was no escape.
During his meal break, Jonathan called Ben to let him know about Zalika the aspiring feline funeral director. Ben couldn't have been happier. In fact, he found it hard to believe anyone would be so generous.
“Do you ever feel like a fail of a gay?” Jonathan asked.
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