My head was spinning. There was no way I could leave Christina behind, not even if it was the logical thing to do.
"I..." She looked at me with pleading eyes.
"You have to go Tris."
I nodded as I tried to swallow the lump in my throat. "I know." I kissed her for what might be the last time, threading my hands through her hair.
"I love you."
"I love you, too. You know I won't die on anyone's watch but my own Tris. Go get 'em."
I gave her a small smile before walking off with Marcus, fighting back tears.
"Tris!" Christina was sitting five feet away from me on the floor. I ran to her, enveloping her in an embrace.
"You're alive," I whispered.
"I could say the same to you. Thank God." She kissed me, tears streaming down her face. In this moment, we were okay.
