I went to the the town square.
I saw Caleb.
I never knew it was possible to hate and be disgusted by someone as much as I am.
I didn't want to talk to him or even be close to him, but it was like I was a moth attracted to flame. I couldn't help it, Tris, I had to. It should've been him.
And that's exactly what I told him when I went up to him.
My emotions of hatred and disgust must have shown on my face because he looked utterly terrified of me.
But then I did something.
I punched him.
I couldn't help it. It was like seeing him broke the dam of emotions I built inside myself for a year and everything just came out, on him.
He was the one who killed you. He was just as responsible as I was. He was the last person who saw you.
I think that's what it all came down to. That someone as despicable and horrible as him got to talk to you one last time, and I never got the chance to say I love you again.
After realizing what I'd done to him, I left and went back to my apartment.
That was three days ago.
I'm still inside, trapped by shame and anger and sadness and loss.
I want to be sorry for what I did to Caleb but I can't, Tris, and I'm sorry. I wish I was a better person, like you.
Please forgive me.
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Tobias' letters to Tris a year after the ending of Allegiant, but before the epilogue. (This story is basically one giant spoiler for Allegiant, so if you haven't read it yet, I strongly suggest you do before you read this.) Disclaimer: All characte...