Selection Epilogue

Chapter four

America's point of view:

I wake up to light flooding in from the windows. I turn over and Maxon is still sleeping. I smile.
I look at his watch beside the bed. I jump up. This makes him jump up.

"What is is darling?"he asks.

"IT'S 10:00!"I shout. He's probably missed several meetings.

"I told you, I canceled all my meetings so we can spend today together," he says.

I sigh from relief, "I was so scared for a moment."

He chuckles, "Lay back down with me."

I giggle as I get back into bed. He wraps his arms around me protectively. I can't help but smile. He just makes me so happy.

"Would do you want to do today?" He asks.

"Hmm," I pretend to think. "I don't know."

"Well we have the whole day," he whispers.

"What about a walk in the gardens?"I suggest.

He smiles, "That would be wonderful."

"You know we actually have to get out of bed right?" I ask.

He chuckles, "Says who?"

"Me. Get up so we can go for a walk," I say. I get out of bed.

"No! Come back!"he complains. I giggle.

I go to my room to change. When I walk back into our room he is already ready.

"Ready?" I ask.

"Ready." He confirms.

He walks over and I lace my arm in his. We walk down to the gardens. We just walk, taking in each other's presence.

"Did you really cancel ALL of your meetings?"I ask.

"Yes. ALL of them," he says.

"Thank you."

"Of course,"He replies.

I lay my head on his shoulder. We make our way to our bench. We sit.

"I love you so much," I say.

"I love you more," he says.

"No way."

"Yes way," he shoots back.

I roll my eyes at him. He is so adorable. We are just about to kiss when the rebel alarm blares. Really?
He grabs my hand quickly and we run inside. We run down the hall trying to get to a passage for a safe room. We see rebels. He is holding my hand tightly. We just run.

We get in the safe room and secure the door. I'm so out of breath I just collapse and let my back rest on the wall.
Maxon looks down at me. He gets down beside me. He grabs my hand.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

"Yes, are you?"

"Yes. They haven't attached since my parents..." He fades off.

I cup his face with my hands.
"It's okay. We are together. We'll be okay."

He sighs.
"I hate this. I hate how rebels can get into the palace. I hate how you can get hurt. I just hate it."

"It's okay," I mumble. He shakes his head.

"No. It isn't. I won't always be right next to you when those alarms go off. If I don't know where you are, I might go crazy. It's not okay."

"I know. I've been through that. It was horrible. But we both ended up fine."

" But so many people didn't. That could be us next time. I don't even know what I would do if you got hurt," he says.

"This isn't how today was supposed to go," I joke.

He chuckles.

We just sit and talk for what feels like forever. I love this. I love talking to him.

What will happen next?
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