Relief. That is the feeling that washes over me when I begin to open my eyes. My body feels renewed and my mind is more relaxed than it was before. I'm not sure what happened or where I am all I know is that I feel safe.
Safe from what? This question reverberates in my head over and over. I struggle to concentrate. Why is it so hard for me to remember where the last place I was? The last thing I said? The last person I was with? Then I remember.
I feel my throat go hot and my face turns cold. I struggle to keep the tears in but fail when I feel them slip down my cheeks. Im not sure if I can move or not so I just lay where I am.
My name is Beatrice Prior. The last place I was at was beyond the fence. Learning the truth about my life. The last thing I said, I said to my mother. How is this possible? My mother is dead.Then do I choose to remember. The last person I was with was my killer. I'm dead, and this must be heaven.
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Convergent
FanfictionBeatrice Prior must learn how to survive while watching the love of her life live on without her. Tris must learn how to converge, how to be mended
