Meanwhile, in the Secret Garden Bar and Lounge, Ghost Lin let out the umpteenth sigh. Kween and Marl exchanged looks and shook their head lightly.
"Is there really not a way for her to see me at least once?" Ghost Lin asked dejectedly as she turned her head to Kween. "Just once, please? I still have many things to tell her."
"Miss Ghost, that soul in your body is doing alright. She is slowly figuring out her life." Kween persuaded as she slid her arm across the bar counter. "That life you left behind is already hers to live. You shouldn't interfere with her and cross the afterlife before it's too late."
"I..." Ghost Lin pounded the bottom of her fist lightly. "I know that. It's just..."
"It's just that you're regretting giving up the life you had that easily?"
Ghost Lin glanced at Kween. "Easily? Didn't you read my profile? I've endured it for a long time and... and I was unhappy. It's not like you can just reset depression. I didn't ask for it."
