And I'm The Kind Of Person Who

Tris," Tobias Says, Crouching Next To Me. His Face Is Pale, Almost Yellow. There Is Too Much I Want To Say. The First Thing That Comes Out Is, "beatrice." He Laughs Weakly. "beatrice," He Amends, And Touches His Lips To Mine. I Curl My Fingers Into His Shirt.

But I Will Find New Habits, New Thoughts, New Rules. I Will Become Something Else.

Part Of Me Wonders If This Is A Suicide Mission Disguised As A Game.

Yes," She Says, Her Eyes Bright With Tears. "my Dear Child, You've Done So Well.

I Could Never Hurt Him Enough To Make His Betrayal Stop Hurting. And It Hurts, In Every Part Of My Body.