You are making a mistake

"Well of course I can help you, but it will cost you."

"I'm willing to pay whatever you want as long as you help me." She was desperate to free herself from this spirit.

"He stood up, took her hands in his, and began chanting." A gust of wind blew into the room. Delilah and Lance began to levitate. She tightened her grip even more. She was starting to panic. They eventually returned to the ground. He smiled as he opened his eyes.

"That's very intriguing, Ciaran."

"Ciaran? Who is that?"

He chuckled; "that's your soulmate Delilah, he is the one trying to communicate with you. Did you have a husband or boyfriend die?"

"I did, a couple of months ago, his name was Kim. But I've had this issue even before Kim died, it just progressively got worse."

"Hmm," Lance said as he closed his eyes again.

"He did not reincarnate alongside you. Wow, but I'm not sure how that's possible."

"I'm not sure, you're asking me?" but I'm not sure."

"I'm sorry, silly me. I need time, but you're not being haunted; it's the spirit of your deceased lover, Ciaran, your soulmate, not the Kim guy. He's making an attempt to communicate with you. Is there anything else that I should be aware of?"

"These symbols are on my back, and I have no idea how they got there."

"Well, show it to me."

She turned around and lifted her shirt.

Lance gasped.

"Oh, this isn't good, this is very bad."

"What does that mean for heaven's sake" Delilah was frustrated and wanted a straight answer.

"He is trapped in the nether realm by Mori.'

"Mori? Who is that?"

"You don't know? Death has been in love with you for eons, it's no secret, everyone knows he has been envious of Ciaran, only I didn't think he would actually result in kidnapping his spirit and imprisoning him. I guess ole boy finally snapped."

"You make no fucking sense, listen to yourself, Death is in love with me and kidnapped my soulmate? This was an absolute waste of my time."

"Listen to me, Ciaran needs our help. This is no joke, if we don't find a way to free his soul, I fear for him. Do you understand? Death is obsessed with you. I heard rumours from spirits but I didn't believe them."

"Rumors from spirits?"

"Spirits talk miss Delilah; Death apparently has come to the earth to find you. He intends on having you as his queen."

Delilah began to laugh, "you are insane."

"You can choose to disregard what I'm telling you, but this has tipped the scales of balance."

Lance looked at her hand and saw her engagement ring.

She noticed his eyes on her ring and touched it.

"I need to be rid of this spirit so I can focus on my future, my life with my new husband."

"Husband to be? No relationship you have in life will fulfill you. If you want to ignore the truth then so be it, would you really abandon your soulmate? That symbol on your back is the key to bringing him back. But I cannot do it without you."

"I can't believe this, I thought I was losing my mind and now all this."

"May I have a closer look at your ring?"

"Ok" Delilah took off her ring and handed it to him reluctantly.

Lance held the ring in his hand and closed his eyes, a couple of minutes went by then he finally opened his eyes.

He took a deep breath and then sat down. He pointed to the chair opposite him, urging her to take a seat once more.

"What is it?" Delilah asked, freaking out.

"Who gave you this ring?"

"My lover, my fiancé Morian."

"What I'm about to tell you, will sound even more unbelievable, but I need you to listen very carefully."

"Ok, go on."

"Your fiancé is Mori."

"Morian is Mori?"

"Yes!"

"My fiancé is Death, who has imprisoned my soulmate Ciaran?"

"Yes!"

"I am currently pregnant with our child, so fuck this, I'm out of here, she got up, snatched her ring out of his hands, and walked towards the door."

"The truth has been right In front of you this whole time and now you want to ignore it and run away."

"You are insane," said Delilah as she turned around and looked at him.

"If you won't believe me. Then perhaps you will trust your memories."

Lance held her face in his hands and began chanting in an ancient tongue. She screamed and fell to the floor. The pain was too great to bear, and she passed out.

She awakened hours later, she felt like her head had been split open. She got up.

"Great, you're awake," said Lance as he came down the stairs.

"What did you do to me?"