"Katniss," Gale says softly. I recognize that voice. It's the same one he uses to approach wounded animals before he delivers a deathblow. I Instinctively raise my hand to block his words but he catches it and holds on tightly. "Don't," I whisper. But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me. "Katniss, there is no District Twelve."

Never," said Gregor. "I'll never get rid of you, no matter how hard I try." It was no longer an effort to say the words. "I love you." "I love you, too," said Luxa. After that there was nothing left to say.

You could do a lot worse.

Oh, that I do know...Katniss will pick whoever she thinks she can't survive without.

I do think you're mad and I'll still go with you.

There are much worse games to play.

In the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too.