Turning to guess at what else I could have done to piss the driver off, the sight of one Tris Prior running at me at full force hits me like a punch to the gut.
This can't be real, I think. I must be affected by a serum; maybe someone let loose a different vial than the memory antidote we'd been handing out to the people of our city earlier.
I stand completely still, barely able to process what I'm seeing. It's only when she throws herself on me that I realize that I am not, in fact, looking at a ghost.
"Tris?" I whisper, my voice hoarse. And then instinct takes over and I'm hugging her back tightly, as though she might vanish if I let her go. I cling to her, even through my tears. "Tris!"
It takes me a moment to process her question; I am too caught up in her presence, real and alive.
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Turning to guess at what else I could have done to piss the driver off, the sight of one Tris Prior running at me at full force hits me like a punch to the gut.
This can't be real, I think. I must be affected by a serum; maybe someone let loose a different vial than the memory antidote we'd been handing out to the people of our city earlier.
I stand completely still, barely able to process what I'm seeing. It's only when she throws herself on me that I realize that I am not, in fact, looking at a ghost.
"Tris?" I whisper, my voice hoarse. And then instinct takes over and I'm hugging her back tightly, as though she might vanish if I let her go. I cling to her, even through my tears. "Tris!"
It takes me a moment to process her question; I am too caught up in her presence, real and alive.
'Where is here, exactly?"