Sometimes,โ he says, sliding his arm across my shoulders, โpeople just want to be happy, even if itโs not real.
Veronica RothHearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle.
Veronica RothFour!" I call out. Why am I calling a number? Oh yes. Because that's his name. โ Tris.
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