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However, maybe therewassomething I could figure out on my own. Like where this supposed haunted apartment really was. Wouldn’t it be freaky if it ended up being, like, right next door?
Sandwich prepared, I settled myself on a tall chair at the island and took a bite before I pulled up my phone and clicked into an internet search engine.
But after looking up the university’s haunted tour on Bridleway, it just pulled up a flyer, advertising the time, date, and location of where it started. It didn’t give a map of the actual stops or mention specific people or places.
So I texted Raina to ask if she knew, but when she answered, she wasn’t any help because this upcoming Friday was going to be her first time taking the tour.
After that, I turned more general in my search. I typed inhaunted,Westport, andTexasin my search engine.From there, I found a house for sale near Fort Worth that supposedly had nine ghosts in it. So I revised the search, adding the wordapartment, but that only led me to a Hill House Manor in Gainesville.
I deletedhaunted apartmentand exchanged those words forghost. But that brought up a story about a ghost hunter in Westport,Connecticut.
There was nothing paranormal suggested online about this town at all.
Which only made me realize just how paranoid I was being.
“I reallyamweird,” I muttered to myself.
I couldn’t believe I’d let one little rumor that my best friendmight’veheard get to me so strongly.
With a sigh, I tossed my phone down, only to jump when it buzzed with an incoming text as soon as it landed.
Gritting my teeth over my rattled nerves, I picked it up again, brightening when I saw that it was from Damien.
I got us a reservation at the worm village. But it’s for six. Is that too soon?
When I glanced at the time, I realized that gave me less than half an hour to prepare. “Shit.”
I immediately sat down what was left of my sandwich, not wanting to spoil my supper.
I can do six,
I answered.
Great. I’ll pick you up at a quarter ’til, okay?
I bit my lip as I replied.
Actually, can I meet you at your place? Thalia’s here, and I still haven’t told her that we’re together yet. That might be an awkward pre-first-date conversation if she caught you picking me up.
It took him a bit longer to answer, but finally, he said,
That’s fine. See you here.
From there, I rushed up the stairs to prepare.
When I passed Thalia’s room, I could hear the soothing melody of “Only Time” by Enya being played quietly inside, and I had to smile.
I honestly adored my roommate. Her style and flare for life was just so nice to be around. I hoped someday I’d be able to tell her about me and Damien. Hell, I hoped I could help the two of them reconnect.
Out of all the people I had met in Westport so far, they might be my favorite two. I didn’t want them to be at odds anymore.
I debated briefly on whether I should tell Damien about that bruise I’d seen on her. But, then…it might’ve been a trick of the light. And even if it hadn’t, that didn’t necessarily have to mean anything concerning. It really could’ve just been from a legitimate source. Or, hell, I got bruises all the time from simply bumping into shit. I didn’t want to worry him without any real evidence of anything bad actually happening.
So I turned my mind to our date and hopped into the shower before dolling up my face and making sure I smelled strongly of the peach scent he seemed to like.
Finally, I changed into the little black dress Thalia had recommended, and I slid on my shoes. By then, I needed to get my ass into gear and head toward Damien’s place.
My heels clicked loudly enough on the hardwood floor of the hallway that when I passed Thalia’s room, she called through the doorway, “Have fun.”
