A revolution is brewing!
Rebecca told the world the truth about the PIT. Secrets that The Cardinal wanted to stay hidden. And now he'll execute her to show his people he's still in control.
Not everyone is as loyal as they seem.
An escape seems impossible and Rebecca won't put her new family in danger again. But a new alliance gives Rebecca and everyone she loves a chance to live the life their Rejection took away.
The Cardinal doesn't care who has to die to maintain his reign of control.
Her last fight was a push to survive. This time, Rebecca has a life that might be worth dying for.
Continue the journey that started with Rejection and leads to a new Revelation.
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My speech from yesterday plays on a continuous loop in my head; a constant reminder of my failure. We hijacked the Acceptance ceremony and told everyone about how the Cardinal locks people away in the Permanent Isolation Territory in a misguided attempt to create a perfect society. I thought it would make a difference. I imagined the people rising up and demanding a change. In a dream I didn’t dare speak aloud, Daniel and I would finally have a chance to be together.
I was wrong.
No one came for us except guards with shock sticks and bags to cover our heads.
Daniel’s face was the last thing I saw before the world went black. He smiled at me in the way that only Daniel can, and even with the chaos and angry shouts of guards surrounding us, my heart stuttered a moment. The image of his beautiful face was burned into my mind until guards took the hood off my head here in Quarantine.
My brain cuts away the part of the picture where a guard shoves a hard knee into Daniel’s back and blurs out where the side of his face digs into the dusty ground. All that’s left is his timid smile and dark brown eyes pouring out more love for me than I could possibly deserve.
Long hours of the night spent staring at the bare gray walls, pacing the edge of my tiny, square cell, and wondering what happened to Daniel and all the others who stood with us in front of the camera. I told Elizabeth to run and hide with everyone else, but I have no idea if they managed to get away. I don’t know if any of the people I love are still alive, and that’s the fear that keeps me sitting in this chair without moving, without resisting. And I really want to resist. Because the alarm bells in my head haven’t stopped ringing all morning, screaming at me that this is a huge trap.
