The news spread like wildfire, faster than Ruby could even blink.
Ruby is marrying Louis? Madame Shades' son? People gasped, argued, laughed nervously. Some said it had to be false—how could the witch who had four devoted husbands marry such a foolish ghost? But when Ruby herself confirmed it with her steady voice, the whole village reeled as if the ground had shifted.
Angeline stormed to her house not long after, her heels sharp against the floor as she marched inside. Her eyes burned with disbelief. "Ruby, have you lost your mind or what? Why are you marrying that ghost?" she demanded, her tone breaking with anger and worry. Ruby stood silent, her jaw tight, her gaze avoiding Angeline's. Not a word left her lips. Angeline's face softened for a moment, but when she saw Ruby's silence, she let out a frustrated sigh and threw her hands in the air. "Fine. If you won't speak, then I can't stop you." She turned on her heel and left, the door banging shut behind her.
