Nothing else is all right.” His whisper tickles my cheek. “But we are.

He moves his thumb in a slow circle over the back of my hand. It is meant to comfort me, but it frustrates me instead. I need to talk to him. I need to look at him.

I don't need to relive my fears anymore. All I need to do now is try to overcome them.

And is it selfish of me to crave victory, or is it brave?

That's what love does. When it's right, it makes you more than you were, more than you thought you could be.

I came here so that no one else would die. I came here to protect as many people as I could. And I care more about Tobias's safety than anyone else's. So why am I here, if he's here? What's the point?

We both have war inside us. Sometimes it keeps us alive. Sometimes it threatens to destroy us.