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I clutch the hard drive to my chest, lean my head on Tobias’s shoulder, and try to sleep

Abnegation and Dauntless are both broken, their members scattered We are like the factionless now I do not knohat life will be like, separated froed, like a leaf divided froives it sustenance We are creatures of loss; we have left everything behind I have no hoer Tris, the selfless, or Tris, the brave

I suppose that now, I must become more than either