Eyes open, then," I say, tapping the skin between my eyebrows. I donโt really need her eyes to be on mine, but I feel better when they are.
Veronica RothThere is a difference between admitting and confessing. Admitting involves softening, making excuses for things that cannot be excused; confessing just names the crimes at its full severity.
Veronica RothWhat's this about flashing underwear?" says Uriah, sidestepping a bunk. "Whatever it is, I'm in.
Veronica RothThere's a reason why she left them, Lauren," he says. His voice is deep, and it rumbles. "What's your name?" "Um..." I don't know why I hesitate. But "Beatrice" just doesn't sound right anymore. "Think about it," he says, a faint smile curling his lips. " You don't get to pick again." A new place, a new name. I can be remade here. "Tris," I say firmly.
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