Chapter 3

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Standing in front of me I see Will. His dark hair and blue eyes shine back at me. The last time I was with him I shot him, and I know it was in the head because that's where I aimed. Now he looks completely normal, not a mark or scratch on him. Relieved I run to him and he runs to me. For the longest time we hug and the only thing I can mange to say is "I'm so sorry," over and over again. After what seems to be forever he whispers back "I forgive you Tris, I forgive you." In that moment we are one. All the emotion that was built up release like a dam that just broke. I can think clearly and all the weight that hung on to me after I pulled that trigger is gone, it's gone for good. When I pull back Will's eyes are filling with tears but he is smiling. He is smiling because he feels what I am feeling. We hold each others glance until a tear falls down his cheek. I look away bc I know I will start crying soon. "Let's go Tris," my mother says, "I have other things to show you." I turn back to Will and wipe his tears away. "I'll be back." I tell him.

"I'll be here." he says with a smile.

When I walk away I look at my feet. Just now noticing that the ground is thick with white fog. I can't see from my ankles down, and every light in the room shines off of it and dances like it's trying to tell me something. "Beautiful isn't it?" My mother says, "It dose that when someone finds closer in themselves."

"I thought I found closer about Will along time ago," I say.

"Telling yourself is one thing, but believing it is another," Is all she says.

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