Chapter 1
Tobias
The pain and grief isn't getting any better. I doubt it ever will. It has been 2 weeks since Tris's... since her death. Saying the words aloud in my head makes it more real... but it can't be. She can't be dead.
I haven't slept; I haven't eaten properly... since I went to the Morg with Christina to... to identify her body. I remember walking in and seeing her body. Cold. Pale. Empty.
But it can't be empty, Tris is... was always so full of life, strong, compassionate.
I can't help feel like it isn't true, it can't be, but I know I'm only hoping, dreaming.
Tris
I'm alive. I am still overwhelmed, and I still don't understand how... and why?
My memory is clear, from the moment I entered the weapons lab. But from then on, I am not clear on what happened. I overcame the death serum, I made my way into the main room of the weapons lab.
David was there.
I need answers. No one here will give them to me. I don't know how long I've been in this holding cell. It feels like months, years.
I have to find answers, and one of the things I've learnt ever since my Dauntless initiation training, ever since the events after the simulation attack; if you want answers, you have to fight to get them.
