The look in Marlee's eyes was triumphant, and the smile hiding behind her cup of tea said, 'Gotcha'!

He wasn’t allowed to come with me there—my own rule for this little adventure. No more. Good-bye, Aspen.

My shoes I got to pick. I chose worn-out red flats. I figured I should make it clear from the start that I wasn’t princess material.

Could it be that simple? Tell one story to one generation and repeat it until it was accepted as fact?

I know, I know. It's hard to explain. All I can say is that I've been given a second chance. Maxon matters to me, and I'm going to fight for him.":)

I had to stop myself from laughing. Who needs help taking a pill?

You’re too beautiful for your own good. Once you leave, we’ll have to send some of the guards with you. You’ll never survive on your own, poor thing.