I just saw Peeta head into the arena for the second time in his life. I hated to see it happen again but all I could do was stand by. I couldn't give away my place in the rebellion. I walked out to Effie and Haymitch and waited for Cinna to come out.

Cinna was my life, my love. We've been together for as long as I can remember. As styling partners and as lovers. He introduced me to the rebellion and we've been keeping each other safe throughout hoping one day we can live our lives together without the Capitol or The Hunger Games in place. It was sick sending kids to fight to the death.

I stood with Effie and Haymitch for a few minutes when some Peacekeepers came by.

"Restrain them." one said and the Peacekeepers grabbed me by my upper arms as well as Effie and Haymitch.

"I demand to know what is going on!" Efiie exclaimed but the Peacekeeper's answer was cut off by my scream.

I struggled as I watched them drag a bloody and unconscious Cinna into the room.

"Cinna!" I screamed thrashing against the Peacekeeper's hold on me. I had to get to him. To my love. What had they done to him? What would they do to him? I knew this was because of the Mockingjay dress. I knew it! They held me back until they had taken Cinna away. They would punish me too. Maybe not now but I know they would. If they think, even for a minute, that I may have helped with the dress they will kill me. Without hesitation. When they had gotten Cinna out of the room they let go of my arms and I collapsed to the floor. Tears poured down my face as the thought of never seeing my love again came to mind. The image of him bloody and unconscious was seared into my brain.

I didn't know how to go on. All I could think was, farewell, my love