She's just saying that. Don't believe her Drew, don't believe. She's teasing. But if it's true then maybe I can bring her back.

I lean over to her and lay my lips on hers. She smells of cinnamon. I don't want this moment to end. I may be kissing a ghost but I don't give a damn.

"How nice. I thought I had got rid of her but now she's here." Harley is standing there, "time to die properly May."