Tris pov "Wake up, Tris, you don't want to miss breakfast again,"Tobias says as he shakes me. I groan and roll over away from him. "Tris, you need to get up,"he says and picks me up. "You need to eat,"he says. "I don't feel good, just set me down, I don't want to eat,"I say. That's when he freezes and slowly sets me down. There's a difference in him."What?"I ask as I stare at him. "Tris, you're sleeping all day, you're sick, and your breasts are super sensitive." "You grabbed them too much,"I argue. "My hand wasn't even all the way on it." "Yeah it was!" "Watch, I'm going to barely touch them,"he says and reaches out. I watch as his palm barely touches my breast. Searing pain runs through it and I yell in pain. "See! I think there's something different, and I don't think it's a ba

