Page 9 of Reborn to Love You

Payton got to her feet.

Tu sei il mio cuore.

Her hands flew up to her cheeks as soon as she remembered his words.

Don’t you dare blush, Mrs. Eric Cheyney!

Her husband had already murdered her, and at this point, Payton only had her soul left, and if Hell was real, a couple of Italian words weren’t worth risking eternal damnation.

And anyway, maybe she had just misheard him. Or if she didn’t, then maybe he meant it in some other way?

In fact, maybe that was the reason she was here.

Maybe her boss was, um...

What was that term again?

He was, like, a loose end?

No, that didn’t sound quite right, but anyway. That was how Payton would think of him for now. A loose end. And whatever ghosts had to do about loose ends, that was very likely what she was supposed to do, and so—ouch.

Payton had tried walking straight through the door of his office and had ended up almost knocking herself down.

Weren’t ghosts supposed to go through things?

And didn’t being dead mean she should no longer feel pain?

This whole ghostly thing was just so weird, but whatever.

She opened the door the normal way, and she almost felt like apologizing when she saw Nellie and the others look her way like they had seen a ghost.

Technically, they were seeing one, only they couldn’t really see Payton. Instead, all they saw was a door opening on its own.

Hopefully, they didn’t think she was haunting them. But if they did, well...hopefully, this would be all over quickly. As soon as she finished her business here—

Business!

Payton knew it was a small thing, but she was so glad the right words finally came to her as she entered her boss’s office.

Unfinished business.

That was what Niccolò de Vindice was. He was her unfinished business, and—whoa!

Why was her boss looking at her like he could really see her?

And now he was raising his brow at her like he always did every time she tried getting him to post something on social media—

“Is there anything I can do for you?”

Could ghosts hallucinate? Because it seemed like he was talking to her—

Niccolò walked past her to close the door before looking at her again. “Payton?”

Payton’s heart nearly flew out of her chest. “Y-You can see me?”

“Am I supposed to pretend not to?”

“Y-You can really see me?”