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“And you're having trouble believing they would lie to us? Why--because they said please and thank you?" "Always with the drama." Esther rolled her eyes. "All I'm doing is trying not to freak out; I'm not campaigning for them to get the Nobel Prize.”

Quote by Veronica Roth

Book:Chosen Ones

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Veronica Roth (born August 19, 1988) is an American novelist best known for her bestselling Divergent trilogy, which includes Divergent, Insurgent, and Allegiant. The series, set in a dystopian Chicago, explores themes of identity, choice, and societal structure. Roth graduated from Northwestern University with a degree in creative writing. She published Divergent at age 21, and the series has sold over 40 million copies worldwide, inspiring a successful film franchise. Roth continues to write and lives in Chicago with her family. more

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