She asked me to try really hard to win.
And what did you say?
I swore I would.
For there to be betrayal, there would have to have been trust first.
“No one really needs me,” he says, and there’s no self pity in his voice. It’s true his family doesn’t need him. They will mourn him, as will a handful of friends. But they will get on. Even Haymitch, with the help of a lot of white liquor, will get on. I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.
“Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray
Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
And when it’s morning again, they’ll wash away
Here it’s safe, here it’s warm
Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you.”
What happened to the pretty little girl dresses?
I outgrew them.
The Hunger Games vs Catching Fire character development (inspired by the fandom)
The Reaping: The Hunger Games + Catching Fire