Chapter 1
As I met his eyes, I felt my smile grow bigger. It was as though we had never been apart. I'd missed him, more than I'd let myself believe. But it was alright now, he was here, and I could hold him in my arms…as soon as he made his move.
He stood there, with a blank look on his face. No emotion at the sight of me what-so-ever. It hurt but I couldn't blame him. The last time we'd been together I'd watched as my sister burned, watched as the apology flooded his face, watched as the world around me blurred and tears ran down my face.
I had forgiven him. He wasn't to know that this was how it would end. I had forgiven him, but had he forgiven me.
I remember yelling at him, watching as he retreated, screaming for him to own up and be a man. I remember Peeta's arms around me, holding me back, holding me close. Peeta's voice in my ear, telling me to let him go. I remember everything with startling detail. The tear that made its way down his face slowly, the way his hand moved in a tired way to brush it off, the way he stared at me with hurt-filled eyes.
I wanted to tell him that I was sorry, that I would take it all back, that it didn't mean anything. But would he believe me. I decided to take the risk.
"Gale…" I started to say.
"Katniss…" he began.
"I'm sorry," we finished together.
That did it. We ran to each other and embraced. My feet left the floor as Gale's arms wrapped around my waist, holding me tightly.
I felt him nuzzle into my neck, his breath on my skin, his tear as it landed on my shoulder.
I pulled back and he placed me gently on my feet.
"Oh Gale," I whispered. I wiped the tear from his face, leaving my hand to rest on his cheek.