Tobias.
I knew eventually I would die. I knew that one day I would hold Tris in my arms again. I just though maybe I would be older instead of 22. I guess I should've seen it coming. He was never executed, just exiled. Marcus. I knew he hated me. I knew now he beat me so he felt stronger. So I guess killing me made him feel better... I slowly slipped out of consciousness. When I opened my eyes again. I saw her. Tris, my Tris. I looked up at her and she had tears in her eyes, but she was smiling. I got up and scooped her into my arms.
"Tobias..." she says smiling.
"Tris" I say tears falling down my cheeks, but they're happy
"I love you Tobias." she says.
"I love you Tris" I say she wraps her arms around he and buries her head in my chest. My tears are falling into her hair.
"I didn't want to leave you" she said.
"Shh... its fine now. We're fine." I say soothing her.
"I-i'm s-so s-s-sorry! I love you Tobias!" She cries.
"I love you too Beatrice" I say she looks up at Me & laughs
"Did you just call me Beatrice?" She asks.
"Its a special occasion" I say she smiles.
"Yes, yes it is." She says.
I spent all my time with Tris, my love, my world.