What's this about flashing underwear?" says Uriah, sidestepping a bunk. "Whatever it is, I'm in.
Veronica RothYouโre too important to just โฆ die.โ He shakes his head. He wonโt even look at meโhis eyes keep shifting across my face, to the wall behind me or the ceiling above me, to everything but me. I am too stunned to be angry. โIโm not important. Everyone will do just fine without me,โ I say. โWho cares about everyone? What about me?
Veronica RothI hear footsteps and Four's hands wrap around my wrists. I let him pry my hands from my eyes. He encloses one of my hands perfectly between two of his. The warmth of his skin overwhelms the ache in my fingers from holding the bars. "You all right?" he asks, pressing our hands together. "Yeah." He starts to laugh.
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