As the life seeped out of me, my mother's embrace felt more and more real. The voices I heard were not just in my head anymore. People were starting to appear.
"Beatrice," my mother whispered.
I looked up. My chest didn't feel as wet. It didn't hurt to move anymore.
"Beatrice, don't take this the wrong way, but you just died."
Somehow I already knew. I felt my chest become lighter. All senses of feeling left me.
Even though I knew it was the end anyways.
I closed my eyes.
I could let myself forget.
Tobias- or Four. Initiation. Christina. Evelyn. Chicago. The death serum. Jeanine. Divergence. All memories that send shooting stabs of pain down my back. I could just move on.
I could.
I can.
I will.
Divergent in Heaven
By fozzster
Tris is in heaven. More