The Perfect Fit

HARPER

Tris circled around me like he was the predator and I was his prey. I wasn’t uncomfortable under his gaze, but it was getting strange how he wasn’t saying anything else.

“I think you need to adjust it,” I muttered. “Do you have a bigger size?”

“No,” he said right away. “This is perfect! When Celine first fitted this, I thought something was missing. I know it now. It wasn’t meant for her.”