"The truth is... you are hurting me. Not on purpose, I know that. But I love you and every second that you don´t love me back...it hurts."
"Beatrice," she says. "Beatrice, we have to run." She pulls my arm across her shoulders and hauls me to my feet. She is dressed like my mother and she looks like my mother, but she is holding a gun, and the determined look in her eyes is unfamiliar to me."
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Source: Veronica Roth (2014). “Divergent Series Ultimate Four-Book Collection: Divergent; Insurgent; Allegiant; Four”, p.26, Harper Collins
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