KNOX'S POV
The nurse retreats with a look that promises incident reports and formal complaints.
Rayana ignores her completely and fixes me with a stare that I have not been on the receiving end of in ten years but recognize immediately.
The look that says: I know you. I know what you're about to do. And I'm not letting you.
"I saw what happened. Go," she says. "Go get her. Remember what we talked about."
What we talked about.
The aurora night floods back. The hour she stole from me under those lights while Ember sat in a cabin wondering why I didn't come back.
I'd braced myself for the usual Rayana bullshit.
The dress accidentally slipping off one shoulder. The tragic sighs. The whole dying-woman-who-just-wants-one-last-taste-of-what-she-lost routine, calibrated to make me feel l
