Caleb's Point of View (16 years ago)~

I looked down at my newborn daughter. She was so tiny and fragile like. I sighed. A daughter would only bring more responsibilities to me, it would also consume my time. I sighed again. I already spent too much time working at Erudite Headquarters. I honestly didn't have time for a baby girl. After she was born, her mother had left. Just like that. No goodbye. Whatever I decided I had to take care of this girl now. She is my responsibility whether I liked it or not. But first she needed a name. I smiled and thought of a name. "Christina," I said. I smiled at the baby girl. That was a perfect name for her. I looked down at her. "Hi Christina," I cooed "I'm your father Caleb," I smiled at her as she cooed back and stretched her hand out. I took a good look at her and was immediately reminded of my sister, Tris. She looked just like Tris, except that Tris had blonde hair while Christina had brown hair. My eyes got misty remembering her. I still blame myself for her death. Stop it, Caleb I thought. You have to move on. Especially now because of your daughter. I shook my head trying to forget. But I couldn't. I looked at my daughter again, smiling. This is where the real journey begins, I thought and it was true. I was going to raise my daughter for the best, whether I liked it or not. This way I can teach her not to make the same mistakes I made. The worst mistakes of my life, that cost me my pride and dignity.