Newt and I wait a minute or so.
'I think we're good to go,' I whisper to him.
'Okay, let's go then,' he whispers back.
We carefully climb out from under the desk and return to our room.
'Oh. My. God!' I exclaim as Newt shuts the door to our room behind us.
'I know!'
I sit down on my bed.
'So from what I heard, it sounds like they're going to wipe our memories and send us up into a bloody maze!' Newt yells.
I shush him, anyone could be listening to us right now.
'They called it the Maze Trials… so that whole thing is going to be like a mega-super-test!' I say.
Newt shakes his head. He has his confused look on.
'And before, you said they were talking about doing this in two days. Two days!'
I'd forgotten about that.
'So we have two days left here?'
'Well, let's not jump to any conclusions, but it sure seems like it!'
Two days! Two days left with my memories?
'In two days… we might not even remember each other,' I say quietly.
I feel tears fill my eyes. I can't even imagine not remembering Newt.
Newt looks at me for a long time. Then he climbs up onto his bed.
'Come up here, Emmy.'
I wipe my eyes hastily and climb up. I see he's lifted up a corner of his mattress and rummaging underneath. Then he pulls out a brown paper bag.
'Here it is,' he says.
Here what is?
He opens up the bag and pulls out a single, white daisy. It takes my breath away, I haven't seen a flower since as long as I remember.
'Oh my God Newt, how did you get that?' I ask him, my eyes wide as saucers.
'I've had it since I came here,' He shrugs.
It takes a second for that statement to sink in.
'How on earth is that thing still alive?'
Newt smiles and passes the daisy to me. I clutch the stem softly in between my finger and thumb and twirl it around.
'I don't know. It's some kind of miracle,' he grins.
I think back to the day we first met, how I said those exact words to him when he asked about how we were still alive. I remember what he said after.
'But you don't believe in miracles,' I say.
Newt takes a deep breath in, and for a moment I'm scared of what he's going to say next.
'Well, I didn't believe in miracles. But then I started falling in love with you, and I thought that was a pretty miraculous thing,' he looks down and blushes bright red.
I'm in a temporary state of shock. But then I come back to my senses and smile hugely.
'Newt…' I whisper.
He puts his head in his hands.
'Oh God, I know, that was stupid. It sounded so much better in my head…'
'Newt,' I say, this time louder.
'Just, leave. I'm such a bloody idiot…'
'Newt!'
I put my hand under his chin and lift his head up, he's still red as a tomato.
'I love you too,' I tell him.
Newt and I have said we love each other before, but not like this. Nothing like this.
His face turns more pink instead of red as his expression relaxes into a smile.
Then he puts both hands behind my head and pulls me into him.
And now we're kissing.
