The Traitor (Divergent 0.40)
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It wasn't the triumphant return I pictured.
I feel guilty when I pass through the doorway to the Pire, like there are Dauntless eyes all over me, judging me for what I just did. I went against the Dauntless leaders, and for what? For a man I hate, who didn't even believe me? It doesn't feel like it was worth it, worth being called a faction traitor.
I look through the glass floor to the chasm far beneath me, the water calm and dark, too far away to reflect any moonlight. A few hours ago I was standing right here, about to show a girl I hardly knew all the secrets I've fought so hard to protect.
She was equal to my trust, even if Marcus wasn't. She, and her mother, and the rest of the faction she believes in, are still worth protecting. So that's what I'm going to do.
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