I Know That I'll Be Writing For

To Find That Place Between What I Want And What I Think Is Wise.

She Taught Me All About Real Sacrifice. That It Should Be Done From Love, Not Misplace Disgust For Another Person's Genetics.

My First Instinct Is To Push You Until You Break Just To See How Hard I Have To Press.

It Must Be Because You're So Approachable", I Say Flatly. "you Know, Like A Bed Of Nails." 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. Heat Rushes Into My Cheeks. What Will Happen When This Tension Breaks? But He Just Says, "careful, Tris.

Can I Be Forgiven For All I've Done To Get Here? I Want To Be. I Can. I Believe It.