When I was at the Bureau, my life was slowly being torn apart. Caleb seemed more distant than ever, and I couldn't stand to be in a room with him.

When I was with Tobias, he always seemed angry. I guess because he was damaged, even though he knew I would never believe that. He knew I wouldn't break up with him because of that. So, in the end he left me alone. And so did I.

And

Then

I

Died.

I don't know where I am. I don't know what's going on. A second has passed. A million years have passed. I don't know. But I am strong in my sacrifice and I won't give up.

I am in my mother's arms.

I know Tobias will be sad, crushed even. But I can't go back, and he knows that as well as I do.

I know I made a sacrifice.

But I am angry.

I survived the death serum.

But not a bullet wound.

How fragile are we, really?

Dauntless was about being strong.

I was strong. And selfish.

Tobias insisted I wasn't, but I knew better than to listen to him.

If I am alive, in any humanly possible way, he hasn't returned. He hasn't come back.

I still remember the sounds of him crying at my bedside, when I was dead.

But I do not know how I heard.

How I knew.

How I was...

AWAKE.