Glistening streams continued to fall down the girl's checks as she watched him leave. There was nothing she could do, but stand there frozen in space thinking about what had just happened. Those words cut sharper than any blade. Those words still coursed through her veins. Those words were, "I'm sorry but Annie needs me more." That was all Finnick had said no other explanation. But she knew that it was wrong. What had happened to what he- she- no they wanted; he didn't love Annie he loved her. Yet no matter how hard she tried to convince him to stay with her he wouldn't. This is exactly what she thought about as she boarded the train that was about to take her to her doom, slightly closing her eyes and plugging her ears in order to avoid Finnick's last words and Annie's clueless expression. Yet no matter what even as a trident pierced through the very flesh of her chest, the only words that she could remember were not these. They were both his first and if she had bothered to listen she would have known they were also his last to her as well.
These words were "I love you more than you could ever know, Dealia. I'm sorry."