I can’t do this. I can’t do magic again. It’s not even about Ellis—I can’t do this to Alex. Even if this ghost is all in my head, it’s…callous, it’s sick to just… It’s been less than a year since I watched my girlfriend plummet to a watery death. I should be more concerned with Alex’s blood on my hands than the smell of Ellis’s hair. Magic is what got me in trouble in the first place. Only now, because Ellis has asked it of me, I’m only too willing to give in.
