“Mockery is childish, Beatrice,' She says. 'It does not become you'. 'Mockery is childish, Beatric,' I repeat in my best imitation of… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Tobias," I say anyway. My hands shake, but not from fear this time– from anger. "Where is he? What are you doing… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
