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I can't force you. I can't make you want to survive this. He pulls me against him and runs his hand over my hair, tucking it behind my ear. His fingers trail down my neck and over my shoulder, and he says, But you will do it. It doesn't matter if you believe you can or not. You will, because that's who you are.

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Veronica Roth
Age: 36
Born: 1988
Born: August 19
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