Every choice has consequences, and as unrest surges in the factions all around her, Tris Prior must continue trying to save those she loves, and herself, while grappling with haunting questions of grief and forgiveness, identity and loyalty, politics and love.
In Divergent I was hooked and couldn't put the book down. I loved Tris's pride and strength and Four kept me intrigued. In Insurgent I couldn't relate to Tris anymore. She was completely a different person. She become so wreckless she was some what of a trainwreck, she was a hot mess. The relationship with four no longer kept we wanting more but was so full of tension it felt awkward reading about them.
