It would be nice to float away. To see where I will go. But the fire, the fire. The desire to live.

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[…] If Caleb wasn’t fit for Abnegation, how can I be? But what choice do I have, now that he left us and I’m the only one who remains? He left me no other option.

I set my jaw. I will be the child that stays; I have to do this for my parents. I have to.

Marcus offers me my knife. […] I turn toward the bowls. Dauntless fire and Abnegation stones are both on my left, one in front of my shoulder and on behind. I hold the knife in my right hand and touch the blade to my palm. Gritting my teeth, I drag the blade down. It stings, but I barely notice. I hold both hands to my chest, and my next breath shudders on the way out. I open my eyes and thrust m arm out. My blood drips onto the carpet between the two bowls. Then, with a grasp I can’t contain, I shift my hand forward, and my blood sizzles on the coals.

I am selfish. I am brave.

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