AMARIS’S POV
I should have run.
No—bolted.
The second Mrs. Minerva had asked me to stay back, I should have grabbed my bag and fled.
Because now, instead of making my way to the cafeteria to meet Tobias, I was sitting stiffly in front of her desk, watching her flip through a stack of neatly arranged papers.
The time on the wall clock read 4:32 PM.
The cafeteria closed at 5:00 PM.
I did the math. I had twenty-eight minutes before they started locking things up for the night. Twenty-eight minutes before I missed my chance to see Tobias.
I hadn’t seen him since the…hospital. Since we had our little fight after The Selection and he had taken me to the hospital after I’d gone unconscious from a black fever episode.
We’d never gone this long without seeing each other.
Even if it was
