I love you" I say. "I love you, too" he says. "I'll see you soon.

Be brave, Beatrice. I love you.

Sorry, am I being rude?" she asks. "I'm used to saying whatever is on my mind. Mom used to say that politeness is deception in pretty packaging

You nearly died today,' he says. 'I almost shot you. Why didn't you shoot me, Tris?' 'I couldn't do that,' I say. 'It would have been like shooting myself.' He looks pained and leans closer to me, so his lips brush mine when he speaks.

But when you kill someone you love, the hard part is never over. It just gets easier to distract yourself from what you've done.

I feel his heartbeat against my cheek,as fast as my own. "Are you afraid of me, too, Tobias?" "Terrified," he replies with a smile.

We don't know what's happened out there since they put us in here, or how many generations have lived and died since they did.We could be the last people left.