Violet let herself be distracted by exam week, but the end of the term hung over her head like a black cloud. She hardly slept or ate. She was tormented by bad dreams when she did finally sleep.
"You look like death," Blake told her on the day just before their final exam.
"What do you expect? There is only a week left until my life is over."
"Don't be so melodramatic. Surely you will come up with some last-minute trick to fix everything."
After Violet finished her history exam, she found Ryan waiting for her by the fountain. It was strange, seeing him there.
"I think I have a way to fix everything," he said. "But you are going to hate me for it."
She could not imagine ever really hating Ryan, no matter what he did.
"Do it," she told him.
He gave her a half-smile. "It is already d
