I reach out and take his hand. His fingers slide between mine. I can't breathe.

Veronica Roth

Mots clés four veronica-roth divergent beatrice-prior tris-and-four

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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?

Veronica Roth

Mots clés pain crying four tris-prior insurgent tobias-eaton tris-and-four

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