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****7 Years Since Tris Died****
Tobias POV:
It's been 7 years. 7 years since she set off the memory serum. 7 years since I chose Evelyn and she chose me. 7 years without the factions. 7 years without her. I miss her. I miss her every day that I live and she doesn't. Some days are better than others. Some days I wake up smile and get on with my life, like she would have wanted me to. Some days I wake up and it just hits me that I haven't seen her in 7 years. Haven't talked to her, haven't felt her, haven't kissed her. 7 years since she...she...7 years since she died. Today is one of those days. I wake with her name in my mind, her hair , her eyes, her face, her body all fresh in my thoughts "Tris" my Tris. But she's gone. She's gone and she's never coming back.
I get out of bed knowing that's all I'm going to think about for the rest of the day. I take a shower get dressed and eat breakfast all in a daze. Evelyn moved out 2 years ago into her own apartment. Even though she's only 3 blocks away. It feels empty and lonely in my apartment. If Tris had survived, we would have moved into a house together, gotten married and maybe even had kids bye now. I sigh, but it never happened and it never will. Cristina has tried to get me to go on a few dates but we both know I'll never get over her she wasn't like any other girl she was that unique find, and I'll never find her again.
I put my plate in the sink. Grab my bag and walk out the door. Her name still fresh in my mind "Tris". Its there my whole drive to work. At work I sit through meetings and file documents all in a daze I don't remember a single thing.
Johanna has me doing some publicity work out side the office for when she's ready to step down as government official and I could run to take her place. Today she wants me to go down to the transfer center and talk to some of the people there and ask for any ideas to help improve the process of moving them from the fringe to the city. Cristina works there creating files for the people moving into the city, so does Evelyn she works more for taking care of the younger kids that come in alone who can be adopted and moved into the city with the family that chooses them or they stay there until they turn 18 and can move into Chicago on there own, but not many families are adopting children and many are a long way off from 18.
I arrive at the center and walk in. I am greeted by the representative of the Refugee Transfer Center. I look around at all the people the workers the refugees in there tattered colorful clothes. They remind me of the factionless. He shows me around, telling me all the stats of the center. How many families are at the center, how many have came in last month, average that get transferred. They then take me into budget meetings. Then to meet some refugees and take any suggestions they had to help improve the center. I honestly don't remember a single word anyone's said to me all morning.
After another hour of talking and listening they take me to the children's area. I meet Evelyn outside the doors. She smiling working with the children has made her smile more, but the smile she wears fades when she sees the look on my face, her and Cristina know me better than anybody. They can tell that from one look at my face that I'm having a day. When I reach her she immediately takes me into a hug and whispers to me
"It's Ok. I know you miss her but it will be alright. She's not gone, she hasn't left you she right here" she says placing a hand over my heart "She is always right here."
"I know she is" I whisper. "Have any new kids come in?" I ask her trying to change the conversation.
"A group of about 10 came in last night' she answers " Tobias we can't keep taking them in. We are running out of room for all of them and adoption rates are dropping, there's talk of having to turn some people away" she chokes out. I can tell she's worried about these kids.
"Evelyn, Know one is getting turned away, not as long as I have anything to say about it. Ok?"
"Ok." she answers
"Now lets meet these kids" and we enter the children's area