Resisting Is Worth Doing.

I Reach Out And Take His Hand. His Fingers Slide Between Mine. I Can't Breathe.

Independent And Uninvolved. Must Be Nice. -tris

Aren’t You Going To Ask Me If I’m All Right?” I Say. “no, I’m Pretty Sure You’re Not All Right.” He Shakes His Head. “i’m Going To Ask You Not To Make Any Decisions Until We’ve Talked About It.

Out Of My Peripheral Vision, I See Four Shove The Door Open And Walk Out. Apparently This Fight Isn't Interesting Enough For Him. Or Maybe He's Going To Figure Out Why Everything's Spinning Like A Top, And I Don't Blame Him; I Want To Know The Answer Too.

Yes," She Says, Her Eyes Bright With Tears. "my Dear Child, You've Done So Well.