Sometimes Pain Is For The Greater Good.

She Sighs, Then Breaks A Piece Off The Muffin In My Hand. 'hey. There Are Plenty More Just Five Feet To Your Right.' 'then You Shouldn't Be So Concerned About Losing Some Of Yours.' She Says, Grinning. 'fair Enough.

Some Things Are Hard To Let Go Of.

From One Tyrant To Another. That Is The World We Know, Now

Tris.” I Keep Staring. “tris.” I Finally Look At Him. “i Just Don’t Want To Lose You.

Did You Just Call Me Beatrice?