Chapter 1
Katniss
Everything was normal. Well, if that word could ever be used to describe the life of Katniss Everdeen. There would be no more killing, no more deaths, no more bloodshed. She was safe in every sense of the word. Safe, because of her armored home, safe because of Snow being dead, safe because she had nothing left to lose. I lost Prim, she thought, so I have lost everything.
But even as she thought it, she knew it wasn't true. And perhaps that's why she still struggled to feel safe. She was lying in the tall grass about half a mile away from town, listening to the wind blow softly through the forest. The sun was shining brilliantly down on her and she felt at peace.
A year ago, she would've been furious at anyone who dared to interrupt this tranquil moment. Well, that is, anyone except Gale. But now, when she saw Peeta's blond head coming up over the hill, she couldn't keep her stomach from fluttering. The warm, comfortable feeling she had had moments before was now accompanied by this overwhelming wave of safeness. As he got closer, she mentally cursed herself for thinking that she had nothing. I may have lost my Prim, my girl, my ball of sunshine, she thought, sitting up. But I have something. Something and someone that Prim would have wanted me to have.
"I brought you some bread," Peeta said as he approached her. His voice was as bright as the July sun, and his hair the same golden blond. He handed her the bread and it was warm on her hands even through the napkin. Katniss looked down at it before giving Peeta a small smile.
"Thank you," she replied, her voice harsh and hoarse in comparison to his. "Want to sit?" She patted the grass next to her. He nodded and sat with her. They stayed there, silent, watching the sun ascend further into the sky. They split the bread and ate in silence, the most comfortable silence Katniss had ever felt. They watched the clouds pass and heard the birds sing, and Katniss eventually moved closer to Peeta to rest her head on his chest.
I may have lost almost everything. Hell, I've even lost myself. She looked up at him and saw a pure expression of bliss on his face: eyes closed, a slight smile on his lips, drinking in the sunshien. Looking at him, she realized that even though Prim was her glowing sun, maybe there could be more than just one sun in my solar system.