Remembering from last year how Haymitch's gifts are often timed to send a message, I make a note to myself. Be friends with Finnick. You'll get food.

I'm not flailing now, as my muscles are rigid with the tension of holding myself together.

My mouth has gone dry as sawdust. I desperately find Cinna in the crowd and lock eyes with him. I imagine the words coming from his lips. 'What's impressed you most since you arrived here?' I rack my brain for something that made me happy here. Be honest, I think. Be honest.

Star-crossed lovers desperate to get home together. Two hearts beating as one. Romance.

How could I leave Prim, who is the only person in the world I’m certain I love?

We sit in silence awhile then I blurt out the thing that's on both our minds. "How are we going to kill these people, Peeta?

In that one slight motion, I see the end of hope, beginning of destruction of everything I hold dear in the world. I can't guess what form my punishment will take, how wide the net will be cast, but when it is finished there most likely be nothing left. So you would think that at this moment, I would be in utter despair.