“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.”
People crowd into the car around me, so we stand in four rows, shoulder-to-shoulder. And then something peculiar happens: fingers lace with mine and a palm presses to my palm. Tobias, holding my hand. My entire body is alive with energy. I squeeze his hand, and he squeezes back. He is awake.
A token. Show them we are a t e a m.
you gave me a forever within the n u m b e r e d d a y s ,
and for that i am… i’m eternally g r a t e f u l .
Can I have someone who looks like exactly as Theo James looking at me like Theo James looks at Shai?
“It’s a good life, Hazel Grace.”
“It’s not over yet, you know.”
Out of my peripheral vision, I see Four shove the door open and walk out. Apparently this fight isn’t interesting enough for him. Or maybe he’s going to figure out why the room is spinning like a top, and I don’t blame him; I want to know the answer too.