Change, like healing, takes time.

He stares at me, and I don't look away. He isn't a dog, but the same rules apply. Looking away is submissive. Looking him in the eye is a challenge. It's my choice.

I forget that he is another person; instead it feels like he is another part of me, just as essential as a heart or an eye or an arm.

No selfishness or insecurity kept him from seeing the full extent of her goodness, as it so often does with the rest of us. That kind of love may only be possible in Abnegation. I do not know.

I have your back. I didn't mean only when it's easy. All the time.

We are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.

Out of my peripheral vision, I see Four shove the door open and walk out. Apparently this fight isn't interesting enough for him. Or maybe he's going to figure out why everything's spinning like a top, and I don't blame him; I want to know the answer too.