I ignore my fear,โ he says. โWhen I make decisions, I pretend it doesnโt exist.โ I stare at him for a second. I canโt help it. To me thereโs a difference between not being afraid and acting in spite of fear, as he does.
Veronica RothReally? I thought the transfers will go through Fourโs landscape,โ says Uriah. โLike he would let anyone do that,โ she says, snorting. Something inside me gets warm and soft. He let me go through it.
Veronica RothWhat did you do?โ I mumble. He is just a few feet away from me now, but not close enough to hear me. As he passes me he stretches out his hand. He wraps it around my palm and squeezes. Squeezes, then lets go. His eyes are bloodshot; he is pale. โWhat did you do?โ This time the question tears from my throat like a growl. I throw myself toward him, struggling against Peterโs grip, though his hands chafe. โWhat did you do?โ I scream. โYou die, I die tooโ Tobias looks over his shoulder at me. โI asked you not to do this. You made your decision. These are the repercussions.
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