Champion (Legend, #3) by Marie Lu
She is a Prodigy.
Who will be Champion?
June and Day have sacrificed so much for the people of the Republic—and each other—and now their country is on the brink of a new existence. June is back in the good graces of the Republic, working within the government’s elite circles as Princeps-Elect, while Day has been assigned a high-level military position.
But neither could have predicted the circumstances that will reunite them: just when a peace treaty is imminent, a plague outbreak causes panic in the Colonies, and war threatens the Republic’s border cities. This new strain of plague is deadlier than ever, and June is the only one who knows the key to her country’s defense. But saving the lives of thousands will mean asking the one she loves to give up everything.
With heart-pounding action and suspense, Marie Lu’s bestselling trilogy draws to a stunning conclusion.
"We don't say a word until June finally stops us at a small,steaming café several blocks from my apartment. Right away I can see why she chose it—it's mostly empty, a tiny little spot on the first floor of a towering high-rise washed wet with slush, and not very well lit. Even though it's open to the air, like many other café in the area, it has a few dark nooks that are nice for us to sit at, and its only lights come from glowing, cube-shaped lateens on each of its tables. A hostess ushers us inside, seating us at June's request in one of the shadowy corners. Flat pleas of scented water sit scatters throughout the café. I shiver, even though our spot is petty warm from our heat lantern."
"What are we doing her again? A strange fog washes over me, then clears. We're here for dinner, that's what we're doing. I shake my head. I recall the brief struggle I'd had a few days ago, whenI couldn't remember Lucy's name. A frighting thought emerges.
Maybe this is new symptom. Or maybe I'm just being paranoid.
After we place our orders, June speaks up. The gold decks in her eyes shine in the lantern's orange glow. 'Why didn't you tell me?' she whispers.
I hold my hands against the lantern, savoring the heat. 'What good would it have done?'"