Tris' POV
I sit there, with my legs parted, Tobias at my side, my head laid back. I feel nothing. I do not feel the pain that should be there. My head is what hurts me most. No. My heart. I am thinking of my father, which hurts my head. But when I think of the moment he had with me, it pains my heart. I am aware of what the midwives are telling me. I do as they say. But I don't acknowledge anything else.
"Tris!" I hear Tobias scream above everything, which snaps me out of my coma like state. "Here she is!" He is cutting the cord. She is placed on my chest. I am too out of breath to say anything. "J-" I start to say. "Whats that?" Tobias says leaning in closer. "She feels like a Jazmine." I say. Tobias picks her up of my chest and I give him a dirty look. I can't read his expression. My heart skips a beat while I wait for his reply.
"Jazmine. Jazmine Eaton-Prior." He says, smiles, and places her back on my chest. "Wait, what?" I say before anything else. "Tris, I want you to marry me." Tobias says. "But I don't you to just take my name, and I don't just want to take yours. So, I've debated for weeks which way sounds better and I think this does." He looks at me as a tear rolls down his face. "What do you say?" I take a deep breath.
"The Eaton-Prior family are going to always be together..."
