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Cecelia Something weird was going on. There was a strange energy between Ellis and Catherine that was practically palpable, and the way he was looking at her like he wanted to have a taste of her was making my skin crawl. What was worse, every once in a while she would look up at him with a similar expression, like she was actually attracted to him. I’d never told Catherine too much about Ellis because I wanted to save her from any feelings of guilt or grief over my situation, but now I saw that a little forewarning might have been a good thing. We crossed the house, through the entryway, past the stairs to the other wing where Dr. Ramirez’s office was. But of course, at this time of evening, the hall was dark and the door was locked. “Shoot,” I said after jiggling the handle. “I’ll ha