The reason the factions were evil is because there was no way out of them. They gave us the illusion of choice without actually giving us a choice.

I am no longer Tris, the selfless, or Tris, the brave. I suppose that now, I must become more than either.

She can't possibly be me, though she moves when I move

It's strange how time can make a place shrink, make its strangeness ordinary.

And I'm the kind of person who does not let inconsequential things like boys and near death experiences stop her.

That night we push our cots just a little closer together, and look into each other's eyes in the moments before we fall asleep. When he finally drifts off, our fingers are twisted together in the space between the beds. I smile a little, and let myself go.

A breeze blows through the alley, pushing me to one side, and I think of scaling the Ferris wheel with Tobias. He kept me steady then. There is no one left to keep me steady now.