A breeze blows through the alley, pushing me to one side, and I think of scaling the Ferris wheel with Tobias. He kept me steady then. There is no one left to keep me steady now.
Veronica RothYou are far less likely to soil your pants and cry for your mother if you’re prepared to defend yourself.
Veronica RothMaybe time would not feel as heavy if I didn't have this guilt -- the guilt of knowing the truth and stuffing it down where no one can see it, not even Tobias. Maybe I should not be so afraid of saying anything, because honesty will make me feel lighter.
Veronica RothI am his, and he is mine, and it has been that way all along.
Veronica RothI have done bad things. I can't take them back, and they are part of who I am. Most of the time, they seem like the only thing I am.
Veronica RothCaleb runs up to me and folds me carefully in his arms. I breathe a sigh of relief. I thought I had gotten to the point where I didn’t need my brother anymore, but I don’t think such a point actually exists.
Veronica RothThe gun goes off. I fall.
Veronica RothMy dear girl. I am his family. I am permanent. You are only temporary.
Veronica RothYou look older.”
“Yes, well. The passage of time tends to do that to a person.
I don’t want to say this,” he says, “but I feel like I have to. It is more important for you to be safe than right, for the time being. Understand?”
His straight eyebrows are drawn low over his eyes. My stomach writhes, partly because I know he makes a good point but I don’t want to admit it, and partly because I want something I don’t know how to express; I want to press against the space between us until it disappears.
I nod.
“But please, when you see an opportunity…” He presses his hand to my cheek, cold and strong, and tilts my head up so I have to look at him. His eyes glint. They look almost predatory. “Ruin them.
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