PROLOGUE
It's been 6 months. Six months since we won the Rebellion. Six months ago I watched my best friends leave this world. My little duck, Finnick, and my true love who is still here but will never come back. Not completely at least. So many lives were lost during the Rebellion, and so many I caused.
The districts are in such bad shape. Many in complete ruins, others have less destruction but all have been touched by the Rebellion. Now we realize what we have done; the damage is beyond what we had planned. Or what I planned at least. And life has become hard for everyone.
I'm back in 12. Still living in my house in Victors Village. Alone. My mother is in 3, I think, helping the doctors come up with new medicines and also helping citizens with post Rebellion conditions. I haven't spoken to her much though. Haymitch is here though and Effie checks up every once in a while to see how I am. Probably just to make sure I'm still eating and showering. At least she doesn't try to talk to me about manners.
I've been lost without Peeta here. My nightmares come every night. I hardly ever sleep anymore. I need him here with me, I need him to be mine, but I know that will never happen again. I let Snow take that from me; the one thing I am completely sure of now a days. I need Peeta Mellark.