After picking up my car, Jasper followed me back to my apartment on his motorcycle and walked me to my door.

"I had a great time." I breathed

"Me too. So, when can I see you again?"

"Who says I want to see you again?"

"Oh, I know you want me."

"You have an appointment with me tomorrow." I reminded him

"I don't know if I can wait that long, angel." He whispered, pressing his smooth, plump lips to mine

"Goodnight." I murmured, a smile still content on my lips

"Night darlin'. Sweet dreams." He whispered, kissing the crown of my head

I walked through the door, got into the elevator, put my keys in the door, and got into my apartment, all in a daze. Then I slid down the back of the door, with a stupid grin on my face, and a warm gooey feeling in my heart.

"I see you enjoyed yourself tonight."

My head whipped around, and I was greeted by a tall, gorgeous, slender, curvaceous, Hispanic, woman wearing a wedding gown, looking down at her cuticles.

"You must be Maria." I hissed

"Wow, you are one quick chica."

"Alice." I corrected her

"Oh, I know, Mary. I've done my fair share of research."

"Why are you even here?"

"Excuse me?"

"Por que incluso en este caso?"

"I think you can answer that yourself, darlin'."

The way she said that last word made the cute pet name I had been called all evening, sound like an insult.

"Jasper." I sighed

"Oh, yes. Not dead after all is he? Oh, no. Couldn't find a way to tell me himself though could he?" she shrieked

"He was going to tell you, Maria. You didn't give him a chance, you acted quickly on impulse."

"I reacted like any other person would."

"You should not have assumed. If you just opened the damn envelope."

"Oh, it's fine. I'm over it." She lied, "And apparently so is he. Moving on to… this."

"Nice sheets." She called, walking into my bedroom smirking, before sitting down on the bed, "Egyptian cotton?"

"Of course." I spit

"There's nothing to get rash about. And you can stand up. Tonight wasn't that romantic. And favorite colors? Really? What kind of a conversation topic is that?"

"I can discuss whatever I want with whomever I want."

"Valid point, Mary."

"Alice."

"Like I said. But you are right, Mary, you can do whatever you want."

"So then what's the problem? Why have you not given in to the great sleep? Walked into the great blue yonder? Why are you walking around haunting me?"

"You can do whatever you want with whomever you want, except for Jasper."

"Well, why not?"

"He's a married man, that's be a sin, Mary dear."

"He was an engaged man."

"So you agree that he's committed to me."

"Yes, he was committed. Was. But if you haven't noticed you are no longer alive."

"So I've noticed, Tink."

"You could have at least ghosted around in a designer outfit, and taken off that pathetic dress."

"It's a Vera Wang."

"Does she know that?"

"I've had enough of your sarcasm." She sneered

I grabbed the remote control off of my dresser and chucked it at her head.

It flew right through her. Damn it.

"Why do dead people have to be transparent or whatever?" I huffed

"Just one of the many talents I posses."

"Look." I sighed, sitting beside the ghost of my newfound boyfriend's fiancée, "Maybe you need some counseling too."

"Counseling." She scoffed

"Really, Maria."

"Listen, pixie, I don't need no freaking therapy session."

"It wouldn't hurt to have an English grammar lesson."

"Fine. Be a shrink. You've got five minutes."

"Fine. Maria, I want you to go back in time. Picture where you were when you received the letter. The color of the room. The smell. How you were positioned."

"I was sitting. You know? It's like always better to be sitting when you receive bad news, or whatever?"

"That's one theory, yes."

"I didn't think. I saw the insignia. I smelled that freshly closed envelope, and I just stopped. The world stopped. I couldn't tell what the colors of the wall was. I couldn't tell what the room smelled like. Had I been cooking? Had I done the grocery shopping? Had I conditioned my hair in the shower this morning? Had I even showered? I couldn't tell you."

Her hands were gripping the comforter now.

"I would think that every detail of that day would be stamped to my mind. Like my heart would never stop aching from the hurt of it. But I can't. I can't remember a single detail, except for the fact that I was sitting. And I'm pretty sure that I was holding myself together."

"Before you can forgive Jasper, you need to forgive yourself."

"Myself? I forgive myself. I never lost trust in myself."

"Do you feel guilty for not waiting for an explanation for Jasper."

"No."

"Maria?"

"Maybe a little. But wouldn't you? I mean, my life could have been completely different. And I could have told him that, I could have…"

She started to shake, and before I could figure out what was going on I noticed the tears streaming down her face.

"A-Alice I-I'm s-sorry. I n-never should have d-done this to y-you. You're so nice t-to me."

"I'm sorry too. And I'm sure that Jasper will be happy to know that you approve of us dating."

"Dating?" she laughed, "No. Absolutely not. Just because I feel guilty, and know what I should have done, doesn't mean that I'm okay with you talking over as me."

"I would never replace you, Maria. But Jasper needs somebody to comfort him."

"That's me! Me me me. I'm the one who should comfort him. Who he should come home to. Who he should kiss after a long day of work. Who he should have married. Who he should have had a baby with."

"A baby…Maria, are you?"

"Yes." She nodded, "Yes, I'm pregnant. Well, I was before I killed myself."

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