I'm fed up but I can't show it. I'm Abnegation you see, we are supposed to be selfless and run a corruption free government but Marcus, my husband, shows none of these qualities. We were young when we met, in high school. He was Candor and I was Erudite. Ours was a forbidden love but we both defected to the safety and privacy of Abnegation to live out the remainder of our days and raise a family. We were happy.
Choosing Day came. I was scared, doubtful. Was I doing the right thing? Leaving my life for the one I love? As I sliced my palm and pledged my life, with anxiety, I looked towards Marcus. His usual reassuring look was replaced by a fierce stern glare. I passed my hand across the bowls and my blood fell and slid across the pebbles. I didn't look back at my previous faction, how could I? I had just betrayed my parents. I walked over to my new faction and waited for Marcus. When his name had been called he stood up silently, he strode over to the choosing bowls, and deftly cut his hand. With a flick of his wrist he splashed his blood fiercely into Abnegation. He walked over to me, leaned into my ear and whispered "You're mine now"
