"Babe, don't think about leaving me anymore. Do you hear me? In life, you are a person who belongs to me. And even in death, you are a ghost that belongs to me."
"What can I say; you're a pretty stupid kid. You still couldn't figure me out." Samantha said as she covered my nose and mouth with a handkerchief and after struggling a bit, trying my best not to breath in the chloroform, I gave myself into the darkness.
Really? I love giving the whole character description in the start of the story. So, readers can see how much a character's personality is developed at the end of the story.
I don't know if she does commissions. I'll give your compliments to her as soon as she comes back to the country.
Until then enjoy officially jinxed. :)