There's a reason why she left them, Lauren," he says. His voice is deep, and it rumbles. "What's your name?" <br /><br />"Um..." I don't know why I hesitate. But "Beatrice" just doesn't sound right anymore.<br /><br />"Think about it," he says, a faint smile curling his lips. " You don't get to pick again." <br /><br />A new place, a new name. I can be remade here. <br /><br />"Tris," I say firmly.