I knew by the way he looked at her that he held her in a higher regard than he held even himself. No selfishness or insecurity kept him from seeing the full extent of her goodeness, 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 father: Erudite-born, Abnegation-grown. He often found it difficult to live up to the demands of his chosen faction, just as I did. But he tried, and he knew true selflessness when he saw it.
Veronica RothHis fingers slide into my hair, and I hold on to his arms to stay steady as we press together like two blades at a stalemate. He is stronger than anyone I know, and warmer than anyone else realizes; he is a secret that I have kept, and will keep for the rest of my life.
Veronica RothHe turns toward me. I want to touch him, but Iโm afraid of his bareness; afraid that he will make me bare too. โIs this scaring you, Tris?โ โNo,โ I croak. I clear my throat. โNot really. Iโm onlyโฆafraid of what I want.โ โWhat do you want?โ Then his face tightens. โMe?โ Slowly I nod.
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