Chapter Seven
I push through the other graduates, only receiving grunts and annoyed pushes in return. I don't blame them, but I also don't care. I need to get to Magda. The look on her face left no room for interpretation. She blames me for what happened, even though I've done everything in my power to try and stop just this.
"Magda!" I shout, hoping she hears me over the roar of the other students. "Please."
She disappears without even looking in my direction.
A groan slips from my lips as I squeeze between two students in the back row. My shoes have fallen off, but I don't care. There are more important things at stake than how I look right now.
"Magda, please!" I call again, hoping she'll listen this time.
My bare feet pound against the hard stone floor, and without even thinking
