Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband

The emphasis of the child made David a little worried, it seemed to him like his ancestor had plans for the child, but what? He did not get the chance to ask more questions as the spirit floated away, going out if his sight.

Phoebe came back to his side and dragged him to go swimming and play under the waterfall. After that, they ate some of the fruits from the trees she planted in the space and then visited the library.

David thought it was cool seeing the statues of some of his other ancestors, the ones that got to be guardians of the space. While they did not react to Phoebe's presence, they lit up when he entered the hall.

It was if they were welcoming one of their own into their home which made Phoebe sulk a little. When they visited the library, the keeper did not give David a hard time. It even laughed and followed him, recommending books to read.

"Biased! You are all biased!" Phoebe stomped her foot angrily as she watched them go. Clearly, not everyone was in support of a Mayfair being the guardian of the space as it was a Saxon legacy.

After spending some quality time in the space, David had to return to the real world because he had work to do. Zephyra gave him a token that he could use to go in and out of the space as he wished.

David was grateful, he thanked the spirit for taking good care of Phoebe and assured it that he would not mess around in this life. Phoebe would be well taken care of and well protected.

"Who will protect my herbs from him." she mumbled. David was surely going to reap her some of her harvest and use it in his research. "Biased, you are all biased." she mumbled again.

When they returned to the bedroom, David gave her a light kiss, took a bath and rushed out of the door to face the day with vigor.

Phoebe was slower in her movements, she took her time in the shower and dressed in pink lounge wear it was a workday, but she just did not feel like it. When she finally came out of the bedroom planning to watch TV and be lazy, a surprise awaited her. Her aunt was sitting on a couch watching TV, a ghost hunting show.

"You are still here? How are you still here?" Phoebe asked. She went to the kitchen in search of ice cream in the fridge and was pleased to find new flavors stocked by David. She got one and returned to the living room.

Maureen's hand rummaged through the bag of popcorn. "I like it here; we should become roommates. When you go home later get me clothes and other necessities I will be staying here for a while. I cannot go home with these burn marks on my body Edward will get suspicious." Her eyes shifted back to the TV.

"They are barely visible!" Phoebe exclaimed.

"Edward was once a student at the academy, he sees things Pheebs." Maureen sent a handful of popcorn to her mouth.

Phoebe could not understand her aunt's motives. "You are a millionaire, you know that you can afford an apartment here, right?"

"I can afford the building, it doesn't mean I am going to buy it. Get comfortable kid, training hours can last till three in the night or start at three in the morning, it depends on which way you look at it." Maureen answered.

Raising her shoulders up and down, Phoebe scooped half a spoon on the pistachio ice cream and inserted it in her mouth. She cared less if her aunt stayed for a day or a month.

"So, you are not going to work?" Phoebe asked, maybe her aunt could not go home but she could surely go to work.

Maureen arched a brow and stared at her niece defiantly. "I could ask you the same thing anyway tell me about how you came into possession of those undead pets." Her eyes fixed on her forehead.

"I bought them at an auction." Phoebe stated calmly.

"Ha!" Maureen answered, skeptical because there were no such auctions. "And when was this, I want to acquire them too."

Phoebe licked her lips. "A long time ago in a village when I was cleaning out a haunted house. I think I got them from an old shaman, but I don't remember the details." She waved her hand dismissively.

Maureen cocked her head, not convinced. "Was this before you became a Mayfair because from what I learned about your history, you would have been too poor to afford them." She probed deeper, waiting for Phoebe to fall into a hole and reveal more of her secrets.

[I got them when I was reborn, they are my familiars. Doesn't the academy give guardians familiars? Wait, the academy would not keep around undead things, they would consider it an abomination which is stupid because being undead does not mean being evil. Anyway, what is with the interrogation? I feel like I am in a police interrogation room and not my apartment]

Phoebe let out a weary sigh. "When I started my shaman job." She raised herself to her feet. "I am going to the cafe." Her tone carried a hint of irritation.

Maureen gawked at Phoebe, reborn! It was this thought again. She had clearly seen right, and it was not the first time. What did this mean exactly, she questioned quietly. She had read and heard of rebirth stories, but it was mostly considered to be fiction and people that made such claims were often sent to mental institutions. She had not met anyone that was actually reborn.

She could not consider Phoebe to be a liar or a nut case. For one, Phoebe had thought about it and not said it out loud. Clearly, it was a secret and if it was the case truly then it made sense in some ways. Sometimes, it almost seemed as if Phoebe could predict the future of the world.

Perhaps Phoebe had truly lived one life, died and resurrected to re-live her life. But what did it mean for the rest of them, were they also reborn? Had the world turned back just so that Phoebe's life could be restarted? Or maybe Phoebe had dreamed of what her life would be and awakened with this knowledge.

"I'll be damned!" Maureen voice echoed; she hoped that one day Phoebe would shed more light on the matter.

For now, she would have to keep studying her. Maureen considered her mission of uncovering something about Phoebe done for the day. She stood up, draped her coat around her shoulders and went to the cafe.

Phoebe reluctantly followed her and found Gemma Michelson waiting to see her which was surprising. The young woman grabbed her arm as soon as she saw her.

"Miss Mayfair i cannot thank you enough for helping my father, he has made a full recovery." A big grin drawled on her lips.

Phoebe returned the smile. "There are a lot of stake holders that played a major role in that. It is good that you are here because I wanted to offer you a job, working at an orphanage. You will be compensated very well and there are additional benefits that come with the job like a car, housing fund, retirement benefits and time off."

Tears glistened in Gemma's eyes, Phoebe had already done so much for her, all she could do was appreciate her. "Of course, of course I will take it. Thank you so much Miss Mayfair, I will never take your kindness for granted."

Phoebe touched her stomach, she hoped the charity she was doing would accumulate blessings for her baby.