I only came for Cake" -Tobias Eaton, Divergent
Caleb runs up to me and folds me carefully in his arms. I breathe a sigh of relief. I thought I had gotten to the point where I didnโt need my brother anymore, but I donโt think such a point actually exists.
Part of me wonders if this is a suicide mission disguised as a game.
Someone shouts, "Enough!" and I think too much and nothing at all.
I'm Divergent. And I can't be controlled.
Sometimes,โ he says, sliding his arm across my shoulders, โpeople just want to be happy, even if itโs not real.