A Dauntless Ferris wheel wouldnโt have cars. You would just hang on tight with your hands, and good luck to you.
Veronica RothI might be in love with you." He smiles a little. "I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you, though.
Veronica RothThen Drew shuffles into the dining hall. I drop my toast, and my mouth drifts open. Calling him โbruisedโ would be an understatement. His face is swollen and purple. He has a split lip and a cut running through his eyebrow. He keeps his eyes down on the way to his table, not even lifting them to look at me. I glance across the room at Four. He wears the satisfied smile I wish I had on.
Veronica RothHe gives me a conflicted look and touches his lips to my forehead, right between my eyebrows. I close my eyes. I don't understand this, whatever it is. But I don't want to ruin it, so I say nothing. He doesn't move; he just stays there with his mouth pressed to my skin, and I stay there with my hands on his waist, for a long time.
Veronica Roth