Looking back on her life, she had done a lot of great things. Many, many good deeds, acts of bravery and kindness. But nowhere near the amount she would have to do to equal the amount of wrong she had done. Tris Prior looked at herself in the mirror, then, in an angry fit, threw her gun at her reflection. She howled in pain as glass shards caressed her body. "You deserve to suffer," Tris remembered the dying words of one of her victims. "I deserve to suffer!" She yelled at her reflection, which, unfortunately, was still visable in a shard or two. Tris didn't look up as someone else rushed into her room.
"Tris!" Tobias whispered, and ran to her aid, cradling her head in his worn hands. "Tris! Look at me!"
Slowly, extremely slowly, she turned to face her husband.
"What did they say to you, at that place?" Tobias's eyes were ridden with tears. "Tris, I love you. They were lying, whatever they said, I promise!"
"Not this time," Tris grimly swallowed."It was... the truth."
"What did they say? Tell me!" Tobias realised he was yelling and stroked Tris' hair. "It doesn't matter what they said, you are here now, safe, with me."