
"Peeta and I grow back together. There are still moments when
he clutches the back of a chair and hangs on until the flashbacks
are over. I wake screaming from nightmares of mutts and lost children.
But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips.
On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook
me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway."
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