Oh. I just assumed... That because I am so absorbed by him everyone must be too.

How have I never realized before that for all the strong, kind parts of him, there are also hurting, broken parts?

I have done bad things. I can't take them back, and they are part of who I am. Most of the time, they seem like the only thing I am.

No selfishness or insecurity kept him from seeing the full extent of her goodness, as it so often does with the rest of us. That kind of love may only be possible in Abnegation. I do not know.

My mother told me once that we can't survive alone, but even if we could, we wouldn't want to. Without a faction we have no purpose and no reason to live.

I don't need to relive my fears anymore. All I need to do now is try to overcome them.

I laugh shakily. ‘You’re a little scary, Four.’ ‘Do me a favor,’ he says, ‘and don’t call me that.’ ‘What should I call you, then?’ ‘Nothing.’ He takes his hand from my face. ‘Yet.