"To light a candle and put some flowers at his grave, of course," Zoe said, as if it made perfect sense.
"What, did you see a ghost?" Cordy frowned in bemusement.
"Yeah!" Zoe nodded repeatedly. "You saw him too, didn't you?"
"When?"
"You just did… Whatever, you were drunk," Zoe snorted, not bothered to elaborate.
Who was the one drunk here again?!
"Let's go," Zoe said, and quickly dragged both of them towards the graveyard.
"Hold it." Quinn stopped her. "Are you sure we're going in there? In the middle of the night?"
"I mean, I have to light a candle and put some flowers at his grave, right?"
"Zoe, are you—"
"Zip it! Let's move."
Zoe refused to let them speak and kept shoving them inside.
The graveyard was dimly lit, though the rows of graves were clean and tidy.
Only the rich and powerful of North City can be interred here. In fact, it cost so much to buy a lot here that the most expensive apartment units in the city were cheaper.
For Zoe's part, she never saw the point of visiting graves and other similar rituals, because it was a waste of money.
However, she didn’t believe it to be the case now—even if the person died, their spirit lingered!
Over the last few years, Zoe was unaware of how things went between Cordy and John.
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