Chapter Fourtris (10)

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Tris' POV

It was so difficult to let him go.

He was, and I repeat was, such a pulchritudinous man, but all of this can as a shock.

I was back to the same, twin bed that for for one, no longer cozied into his warm, muscular arms like before.

Perhaps I did the right thing, and before I know it, I'd move on with my life. But seeing him everyday, his deep blue eyes and his lips, his voice and seeing him grin when his favorite initiates succeed, would be such the struggle for me.

I let this fraction of my life wash away into the ocean, and I don't think it'll ever come back...

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