Alexa Dains

“Then Drew shuffles into the dining hall. I drop my toast, and my mouth drifts open.
Calling him “bruised” would be an understatement. His face is swollen and purple. He has a split lip and a cut running through his eyebrow. He keeps his eyes down on the way to his table, not even lifting them to look at me. I glance across the room at Four. He wears the satisfied smile I wish I had on.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent

“If Eric thinks I did something right, I must have done it wrong.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent