If they told us what to believe, and we didn't come to it on our own, is it still true?
Veronica RothThis concept could easily have gone awry. Stories about love tend to go that way sometimes. They wander into the realm of cheese and never return, which I think is a shame, because there is a way to write about romantic love without breaking out the Velveeta.
Veronica RothSleep,โ he says. โI'll fight the bad dreams off if they come to get you.โ โWith what?โ โMy bare hands, obviously.
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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