Who I Am: A Divergent Story
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Briona Dove is a 16 year old girl living in the Factions. She grew up in Erudite, but never quite fit in, and for that matter did NOT enjoy living there. Being the only girl and the only one that wasn't "Erudite level smart" in her family wasn't always easy. When the time comes where she must decide whether to continue living in Erudite or to switch Factions, and lead a happier life, will she betray her family? Or will Briona consider her own happiness above her family? Will this decision determine who Briona really is, or will it take more than one choice? Briona will encounter love, suffering, and joy along her journey, but all to discover who she really is on the inside.
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