Every tattoo I got with them is a mark of their friendship, and almost every time I have laughed in this dark place was because of them. I donโt want to lose them. But I feel like I have already.
Veronica RothHis fingers slide into my hair, and I hold on to his arms to stay steady as we press together like two blades at a stalemate. He is stronger than anyone I know, and warmer than anyone else realizes; he is a secret that I have kept, and will keep for the rest of my life.
Veronica RothDo I look like Iโve been crying?โ I say. โHmm.โ He leans in close, narrowing his eyes like heโs inspecting my face. A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. Even closer, so we would be breathng the same air- if I could remember to breathe. โNo, Tris,โ he says. A more serious look replaces his smile as he adds, โYou look tough as nails.
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