Knox's POVBefore either of us could say anything else, Rebecca's phone buzzed.She looked at the screen. Then at the time. Then at the screen again with the specific expression of someone who has just remembered something that does not stop existing because other things are happening."I have a class," she said.Ember looked at her. "Go.""I cannot just—""Rebecca." Ember's voice was tired but clear. "You have been here all night. Go to class. I am stable, the doctor said so himself, and Knox is here."Rebecca looked at Knox. Then at Ember. Then at the door with the reluctance of someone being pulled in two directions and trying to be rational about which one mattered more."Claire is not picking up her phone," she said. "I have been trying her since last night. I'll find her in school and tell her what happened." She leaned down and pressed her hand against Ember's briefly. "I'll be back after the lecture. One hour.""Go," Ember said.Rebecca looked at me one more time. The look con
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