Your daughter is doing well here. I've been overseeing her training."
Since when does "overseeing" include throwing knives at me and scolding me at every opportunity?
Mots clés four divergent tobias-and-tris
My name is Four,” I say. “Call me ‘Stiff’ again and you and I will have a problem.
Veronica RothMots clés four veronica-roth divergent tobias-eaton the-transfer
Don’t worry about me handling the pain," I say. "I’ve had a lot of practice.
Veronica RothMots clés four veronica-roth divergent tobias-eaton the-transfer
You’re too important to just … die.” He shakes his head. He won’t even look at me—his eyes keep shifting across my
face, to the wall behind me or the ceiling above me, to everything but me. I am too stunned to be angry.
“I’m not important. Everyone will do just fine without me,” I say.
“Who cares about everyone? What about me?
Mots clés pain crying four tris-prior insurgent tobias-eaton tris-and-four
How is it I know this little about the boy who says he loves me-
Veronica RothMots clés love four tris divergent beatrice-prior insurgent tobias-eati
Maybe 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.
Veronica RothMots clés pain love hate book guilt depression four sorry dauntless divergent beatrice-prior tris-prior insurgent tobias-eaton divergent-insurgent divergent-series tobias-and-tris
You don't have to tell me everything right away, but I have to tell you everything right away? Can't you see how stupid that is?
Veronica RothMots clés pain love loss fight secrets sad stupid four angry depressed tris beatrice-prior tris-prior insurgent tobias-eaton tobias-and-tris
I feel the urge, familiar now, to wrench myself from my body and speak directly into her mind. It is the same urge, I realize, that makes me want to kiss her every time I see her, because even a sliver of distance between us is infuriating. Our fingers, loosely woven a moment ago, now clutch together, her palm tacky with moisture, mine rough in places where I have grabbed too many handles on too many moving trains. Now she looks pale and small, but her eyes make me think of wide-open skies that I have never actually seen, only dreamed of.
Veronica RothI touch her cheek to slow the kiss down, holding her mouth on mine so I can feel every place where our lips touch and every place where they pull away. I savor the air we share in the second afterwards and the slip of her nose across mine. I think of something to say, but it is too intimate, so I swallow it. A moment later I decide I don't care.
"I wish we were alone," I say as I back out of the cell.
She smiles. "I almost always wish that.
Mots clés love kiss affection four tris
We are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.
Veronica RothMots clés love touch affection four tris
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