Female Brain (EN)

Ghost

Paper thin I waste away
Caught up in an endless phase
Trying to tell myself you'll fade
While clinging to the mess we made

Keep me waiting anticipating
Keep me waiting anticipating
You keep me waiting anticipating
And now I know what I've been missing

'Cause I feel your body like a ghost
Breathing in me everywhere I go
Even when she's with me we're not alone
Her hands are your hands wrapped around my throat

You are best loved from afar
'Cause when you're close we both leave scars
So bury me to make it stop
And don't come back to dig me up

You keep me waiting anticipating
Keep me waiting anticipating
You keep me waiting anticipating
And now I know what I've been missing

'Cause I feel your body like a ghost
Breathing in me everywhere I go
Even when she's with me we're not alone
Her hands are your hands wrapped around my throat

Keep me waiting anticipating
Keep me waiting anticipating
(Keep me waiting)
You keep me waiting anticipating
(Keep me waiting)
Keep me waiting anticipating
(Keep me waiting)

'Cause I feel your body like a ghost
Breathing in me everywhere I go
Even when she's with me we're not alone
Her hands are your hands wrapped around my throat

{Ghost - Adaline}

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No flights available. All flights to Seattle, even with stopovers, were fully booked.

Carina had thought she was living her worst nightmare the day after Maya's birthday, but today was perhaps worse.

No more flights, no more hope, no prospect of getting back to her best friend. And Maya wasn't answering her. And in fact, no one was answering her.

Lucia and Andrea were in Italy, and she was supposed to join them at the end of Fashion Week, but she didn't wanted to go to Italy, she wanted to go to Seattle.

After several hours and with the help of Taryn, whom she'd woken up at 3 a.m. in her London room, Carina had managed to secure a private jet that would cost her a fortune, but that would get her to Seattle by 1 p.m., and to Maya's wedding venue about thirty minutes later with traffic jams. A car would be waiting for her near the airstrip.

She'd been stressed the whole flight, and her friend and assistant hadn't dared ask again what her plan was for when she found herself face to face with Maya. The only time she had dared to ask, the Italian had yelled at her in her native tongue, waving her arms in all directions.
Taryn spoke French, but not Italian, so she didn't know that the actress hadn't yelled at her at all, just expressed her indecision with all her passion as an Italian and an actress.

She hadn't managed to sleep on the private jet. She'd just taken advantage of Taryn's slumber to freshen up, reapply her make-up, brush her teeth and apply a touch of perfume.

Luckily, with all that waiting for a plane, they'd had time to pack and take their suitcases.

When Taryn had opened her eyes an hour before landing, Carina's luggage was open on the floor and clothes were strewn everywhere, on the floor, on the seats, on the shelves.