Authors note:
I decided to write a adding to Allegiant. By the way, I'm Dutch, so sorry for grammar/spelling mistakes. The story doesn't change much, just read!
The text in Italics is from Allegiant. I do not own Divergent *silent cries* All rights to the amazing Veronica Roth.

In the days that follow, it's movement, not stillness, that helps to keep the grief at bay, so I walk the compound halls instead of sleeping. I watch everyone else recover from the memory serum that altered them permanently as if froma great distance.

Those lost in the memory serum haze are gathered into groups and given the truth: that human nature is complex, that all our genes are different, but neither damaged nor pure. They are also given the lie: that their memories were erased bbecause of a freak accident, and that they were on the verge of lobbying the government for equality for GDs.

I keep finding myself stifled by the company of others and then crippled by the loneliness when I leave them. I am terrified and I don't even know what, because I have lost everything already. My hands shake as I stop by the control room to watch the city screens. Johanna is arranging transportation for those who want to leave the city. They will come here to learn the truth. I don't know what will happen to those who remain in Chicago, and I'm not sure I care.

I shove my hands into my pockets and watch for a few minutes, then walk away again, trying to match my foot steps to my heartbeat, or to avoid the cracks between the tiles. When I walk past the entrance, I see a small group of people gathered by the stone sculpture, one of them in a wheelchair-Nita.

I walk past the useless security barrier and stand at a distance, watching them. Reggie steps on the stone slab and opens a valve in the bottom of the water tank, splattering all over the slab, soaking the bottom of Reggie's pants.

"Tobias?"

I shudder a little. It's Caleb. I turn away from the voice, searching for an escape route.

"Wait. Please," he says.

I don't want to look at him, to measure how much, or how little, he grives for her. And I don't want to know how she died for such a miserable coward, about how he wasn't worth her life.

Still I do look at him, wondering if I can see some of her in his face, still hungry for her even now that I know she's gone.

His hair is unwashed and unkempt, his green eyes bloodshot, his mouth twitching in a frown.

He does not look like her.

"I don't mean to bother you," he says. "But I have something for you. Something...from her. She gave it me before..."

"Just give it to me," I say coldly. He reaches his backpocket and hands me a envolpe. In a clear handwriting it says: "To the love of my life, Tobias Eaton".

I don't even thank him. I just turn on my heels and walk away, away from Caleb, away from everyone else. After a few corridors, I find the atrium where I spoke to Tris for the last time. I sit on the last step and look at the envelope. I don't know if I can handle this.

I don't know how long I've been staring at the envelope, minutes, hours, the whole day? I don't know what to expect. Is it a love letter? A goodbye? A suiside letter? But the fact that this is the letter Tris wrote to me, that she already knew she would do it, makes me upset and betrayed.

After staring a long time, I finally manage to open the envelope. I look at the letter, it's not very long, but these were here last words she wanted to say to me, so I just start reading.

Dearest Tobias,

I'm sorry I'm hurting you like this. I didn't want to leave you, ever. But Caleb means the whole world to me. After my parents died, I promised myself to keep Caleb alive, even when it would cost my life. Please don't blame him I'm dead.

Now you think I already knew that I would go into the Weapons Lab when we had our last moments with each other, but you're wrong. After Caleb said he would go, I changed my mind about saving him. You know why? Because of you. You were the most important person for me in my life, you still are and you always will.

Built up a new life with your friends and Evelyn and make Chicago a beautiful city agian. Do it for me.

Can you say goodbye to Christina, Matthew, Zeke, Shauna, Cara and Caleb for me?

Hopefully we will meet again somewhere.

I love you so much Tobias Eaton, be brave...

Love,

Beatrice Prior

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