"Peeta, I want to tell him that I forgive him." I whisper into the darkness. The other half of the bed is occupied by Peeta. The bed feels empty them nights when he is at work. Not right. I give him time to take what I said in but he doesn't answer. I know he isn't asleep.
"Forgive him?" He seems confused.
"Gale." I reply. He tells me that he will buy me a train ticket to district two. Even though we are more well off after we won the hunger games, we still can't afford two train tickets. It's frustrating. Our limit on money.
Sorry about the shortness of the first chapter. I only wrote it as an opening. Please read on though. XXX