I am aware of how little space there is between us--six inches at most. That space feels charged with electricity. I feel like it should be smaller.

It was him or me. I chose me. But I feel dead too.

So small as to be negligible. It's strange, but there's something in that thought that makes me feel almost...free.

Sometimes I feel like there is so much to be afraid of, and sometimes I feel like there is nothing left to fear.

I feel like someone breathed new air into my lungs. I am not Abnegation. I am not Dauntless. I am Divergent.

I feel his heartbeat against my cheek,as fast as my own. "Are you afraid of me, too, Tobias?" "Terrified," he replies with a smile.