CATHERINE
Ronald’s touch lingered long after he left. Jed dropped me off, watching me until my door shut close behind me.
But as soon as I stepped in, I felt it. Something was wrong. My skin crawled with nerves, I moved slowly, dropping my things on the couch.
“Ellie?” I called out.
A second passed, then another. Silence. My heart sank immediately. My legs carried me to her room and I shoved the door open, my heart pounding.
“Ellie, are you in here?”
My eyes squinted in an attempt to adjust to the darkness. Her curtains billowed with the wind, I let out a shaky sigh when I caught her frame curled up under her duvet.
I perched at the edge of the bed, willing my pulse to steady. My fingers brushed against the sheets but when they tightened to grab her, there was nothing. A make shift
