The last lingering thread of hope I had for Blake snapped completely.

At last, I was fully awake. The boy standing before me was no longer the Blake who used to chase after me day and night, begging me to explain exam questions. Since he wasn't that person anymore, there was no reason to spare him any dignity.

Using the last of my strength, I fumbled through my bag, pulled out my phone, found the video Annika sent me last night, and pressed play—turning the volume up to its highest setting.