#50. Fifty
Tobias places a hand on her lower abdomen, hesitantly, afraid to hurt the tiny life inside of her.
Tris places a reassuring hand over his.
"Do you want a boy or a girl?" She asks.
"I don't know… It's not like we can choose. It's a fifty-fifty chance," he murmurs. "Do you have a preference?"
"Not really," Tris answers. Whether it's a boy or a girl, she's certain she would love their child all the same.
Still, there's a tiny part of her that wants it to be a boy—to be a mini version of the man she loves.
Fifty! Halfway to one hundred. (:
I'm trying to reconnect with the Divergent series because I feel like I'm drifting away these days and that makes it hard to write. Hence, #47-49. It's been too long since I've actually read the books and I'm trying to reconnect with canon Tobias and Tris because fanfiction might have changed them a bit for me.
Anyway, I'm working on SiB. It's slow but it's coming along. I will definitely update that within the next three days. Yup.
(#46-#50 / 11.01.14)