Set 3 years after Tris' death.
Let me tell you a story. This is a story from three years ago, about my life, and the torment I was put through by a girl. now, this story is not one of joy, but it isn't one completely of sorrow either. However, before I begin this story, I must tell you another.
Flash back 200 something years ago. A young girl is sitting in her living room, looking at the large television in her home. The year is 2001, the date, September 11th. No doubt you know how this story is beginning. This young girl turned one year old exactly a month ago. Yes, this girl was born on August 11th, 2000. Don't bother making a big deal about that. This young girl no doubt remembered little about that day. But, as this girl grew, she learned about what happened that day. She learned about the tragedy of that day, a day they would later call 9 11.
This young girl had no clue what this day was at this point, she had no idea how it would affect her future.
This was me on the morning before the love of my life died.